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ADVERTISEMENT. 

At the meeting of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian 

Church, in May, 1830, the Committee on Psalmody, presented 

the following amended and improved book of Psalms and Hymns, 

which was approved by the Assembly ; and its use, in the worship 

of God, authorised in all the churches under their care. 

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PSALMS. 



Psalm 1. first part. C. M. 

BLEST is the man who shuns the place 
Where sinners love to meet; 
Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 
And hates the scoffer's seat: 

2 But in the statutes of the Lord 

Has placed his chief delight ; 
By day he reads or hears the word, 
And meditates by night. 

3 He, like a plant of generous kind 

By living waters set, 
Safe from the storms and blasting wind, 
Enjoys a peaceful state. 

4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 

Shall his profession shine ; 

While fruits of holiness appear 

Like clusters on the vine. 

5 Not so the impious and unjust ; 

What vain designs they form! 
Their hopes are blown away like dust, 
Or chaff before the storm. 

6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 

Among the sons of grace, 
When Christ the Judge, at his right hand, 
Appoints his saints a place. 

7 His eye beholds the path they tread, 

His heart approves it well ; 
But crooked ways of sinners lead 
Down to the gates of hell. 

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6 PSALM I. 

Psalm 1. second part. S. M. 

THE man is ever blest, 
Who shuns the sinner's ways, 
Among their councils never stands. 
Nor takes the scorner's place: 

2 But makes the law of God 

His study and delight. 
Amidst the labours of the day, 
And watches of the night. 

3 He like a tree shall thrive, 

With waters near the root ; 
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; 
His works are heavenly fruit. 

4 Not so th' ungodly race ; 

They no such blessings find ; 
Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff 
Before the driving wind. 

5 How will they bear to stand 

Before that judgment seat, 
Where all the saints at Christ's right hand 
In full assembly meet ? 

6 He knows, and he approves 

The way the righteous go : 
But sinners and their works shall meet 
A dreadful overthrow. 

Psalm 1. third part. L. M. 

HAPPY the man whose cautious feet 
Shun the broad way where sinners go, 
Who hates the place where atheists meet, 
And fears to talk as scoffers do. 
2 He loves t' employ his morning light, 
Among the statutes of the Lord ; 
And spends the wakeful hours of night, 
With pleasure pondering o'er the word. 



PSALM 2. 

3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, 
Shall flourish in immortal green ; 

And heaven will shine with kindest beams. 
On every work his hands begin. 

4 But sinners find their counsels crossed 
As chaff before the tempest flies, 

So shall their hopes be blown and lost, 
When the last trumpet shakes the skies* 

5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand 
In judgment with the pious race ; 

The dreadful Judge, with stern command, 
Divides him to a different place. 

6 " Straight is the way my saints have trod ; 
I blessed the path, and drew it plain; 

But you would choose the crooked road ; 
And down it leads to endless pain." 

Psalm 2. first part. S. M. 

MAKER and sovereign Lord 
Of heaven, and earth, and seas, 
Thy providence confirms thy word, 
And answers thy decrees. 

2 The things so long foretold 

By David, are fulfilled ; 
When Jews and Gentiles join to slay- 
Jesus, thine Holy Child. 

3 Why did the Gentiles rage, 

And Jews with one accord 
Bend all their counsels to destroy 
Th' anointed of the Lord? 

4 Rulers and kings agree 

To form a vain design ; 
Against the Lord their powers unite, 
Against his Christ they join. 



8 PSALM 2. 

5 The Lord derides their rage, 
And will support his throne ; 
He that hath raised him from the dead, 
Hath owned him for his Son. 

Psalm 2. second part. S. M. 

OUR Lord 's ascended high, 
And rules the subject earth ; 
The merit of his blood he pleads, 
And pleads his heavenly birth. 

2 Beneath his sovereign sway 

The Gentile nations bend ; 
Far as the world's remotest bounds 
His kingdom shall extend. 

3 The nations that rebel 

Must feel his iron rod : 
He'll vindicate those honours well, 
Which he received from God. 

4 Be wise, ye rulers, now, 

And worship at his throne ; 
With trembling joy, ye judges, bow 
To God's exalted Son. 

5 If once his wrath arise, 

Ye perish on the place ; 
Then blessed is the soul that flies 
For refuge to his grace. 

Psalm 2. third part. C. M. 

WHY did the nations join to slay 
The Lord's anointed Son ? 
Why did they cast his laws away, 
And tread his gospel down ? 
2 The Lord that sits above the skies, 
Derides their rage below ; 
He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, 
And strikes their spirits through. 



PSALM 3. 

3 I call him my eternal Son, 

And raise him from the dead ; 
I make my holy hill his throne, 
And wide his kingdom spread. 

4 " Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy 

The utmost heathen lands ; 
Thy rod of iron shall destroy 
The rebel that withstands." 

5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, 

Obey th' anointed Lord ; 
Adore the King of heavenly birth. 
And tremble at his word. 

6 With humble love address his throne ; 

For if he frown, ye die : 
Those are secure, and those alone, 
Who on his grace rely. 

Psalm 3. first part. C. M. 

MY God, how many are my fears ! 
How fast my foes increase ! 
Conspiring my eternal death, 
They break my present peace. 

2 The lying tempter would persuade 

There 's no relief in heaven, 
And all my growing sins appear 
Too great to be forgiven. 

3 But thou, my glory and my strength, 

Shalt on the tempter tread : 
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt. 
And raise my drooping head. 

4 I cried, and from his holy hill, 

He bowed a listening ear ; 
I called my Father, and my God, 
And he subdued my fear. 



10 PSALM 3. 

5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, 

In spite of all my foes : 
I woke and wondered at the grace 
That guarded my repose* 

6 What though the hosts of death and hell, 

All armed, against me stood: 
Terrors no more shall shake my soul; 
My refuge is my God. 

7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, 

While I thy glory sing : 
My God hath broke the serpent's teeth, 
And death hath lost his sting. 

8 Salvation to the Lord belongs; 

His arm alone can save : 
Blessings attend thy people here, 
And reach beyond the grave. 

Psalm 3. second part. L. M. 

OLORD, how many are my foes, 
In this weak state of flesh and blood ! 
My peace they daily discompose, 
But my defence and hope is God. 

2 Tired with the burdens of the day, 
To thee I raised an evening cry; 
Thou heard'st when I began to pray, 
And thine almighty help was nigh. 

3 Supported by thine heavenly aid 
I laid me down and slept secure : 

Not death should make my heart afraid, 
Though I should wake and rise no more. 

4 But God sustained me all the night ; 
Salvation doth to God belong : 

He raised my head to see the light, 
And makes his praise my morning song. 



PSLAM 4. 11 

Psalm 4. first part. L. M. 

OGOD of grace and righteousness, 
Hear and attend when I complain : 
Thou hast enlarged me in distress, 
Bow down a gracious ear again. 
Ye sons of men, in vain ye try- 
To turn my glory into shame ; 
How long will scoffers love to lie. 
And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 
Know that the Lord divides his saints 
From all the tribes of men beside ; 
He hears and pities their complaints, 
For the dear sake of Christ that died. 

When our obedient hands have done 
A thousand works of righteousness, 
We put our trust in God alone, 
And glory in his pardoning grace. 
Let the unthinking many say, 
"Who will bestow some earthly good?" 
But, Lord, thy light and love we pray ; 
Our souls desire this heavenly food. 

Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice 
At grace divine, and love so great ; 
Nor will I change my happy choice 
For all their wealth and boasted state. 

Psalm 4. second part. C. M. 

LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray j 
I am for ever thine : 
I fear before thee all the day, 

Nor would I dare to sin. 
And while I rest my w r eary head 
From cares and business free, 
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee. 



12 PSALM 5. 

3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 

And when my work is done, 
Great God, my faith and hope relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace, 

I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
And will my slumbers keep. 

Psalm 5. C. M . 

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand; 

Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 

5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of righteousness ! 
Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

6 My watchful enemies combine 

To tempt my feet astray ; 
They flatter with a base design 
To make my soul their prey. 



PSALM 6. 13 

7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, 

And all his plots destroy ; 
While those that in thy mercy trust 
For ever shout for joy. 

8 The men that love and fear thy name 

Shall see their hopes fulfilled ; 
The mighty God will compass them 
With favour as a shield. 

Psalm 6. first part. C. M. 

IN anger, Lord, do not chastise, 
Withdraw the dreadful storm ; 
Nor let thine awful wrath arise 
Against a feeble worm. 

2 My soul ? s bowed down with heavy cares, 

My flesh with pain opprest; 
My couch is witness to my tears, 
My tears forbid my rest. 

3 Sorrow and pain- wear out my days ; 

I waste the night with cries, 
And count the minutes as they pass, 
Till the slow morning rise. 

4 Shall I be still afflicted more ? 

My eyes consumed with grief? 
How long, my God, how long before 
Thine hand afford relief. 

5 He hears his mourning children speak, 

He pities all our groans, 
He saves us for his mercy's sake 
And heals our broken bones. 

6 The virtue of his sovereign word 

Restores our fainting breath ; 
For silent graves praise not the Lord, 
Nor is he known in death. 



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Psalm 6. second part. L. M. 

LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes, 
When thou with kindness dost chastise ; 
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, 
O let it not against me rise ! 

2 Pity my languishing estate, 
And ease the sorrows that I feel ; 

The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, 
O let thy gentler touches heal ! 

3 See how in sighs I pass my days, 
And waste in groans the weary night: 
My bed is watered with my tears ; 
My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 

4 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! 
How long, Almighty God, how long ? 
When shall thine hour of grace return ? 
When shall I make thy grace my song ? 

5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, 
My thoughts are tempted to despair ; 
But graves can never praise the Lord, 
For all is dust and silence there. 

6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, 
And all despairing thoughts depart ; 
My God, who hears my humble moan, 
Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart. 

Psalm 7. CM. 

MY trust is in my heavenly friend, 
My hope in thee, my God ; 
Rise, and my helpless life defend 
From those that seek my blood. 
2 With insolence and fury they 
My soul in pieces tear, 
As hungry lions rend the prey 
When no deliverer's near. 



PSALM 8. 15 

3 If e'er my pride provoked them first, 

Or once abused my foe, 
Then let them tread my life to dust, 
And lay mine honour low. 

4 If there be malice found in me, 

I know thy piercing eyes; 
I should not dare appeal to thee, 
Nor ask my God to rise. 

5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, 

Their pride and power control ; 
Awake to judgment, and command 
Deliverance for my soul. 

6 Let sinners and their wicked rage 

Be humbled to the dust ; 
Shall not the God of truth engage 
To vindicate the just ? 

7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, 

He will defend tbr upright : 
His sharpest arrows he ordains 
Against the sons of spite. 

8 Though leagued in guile, their malice spread 

A snare before my way ; 
Their mischiefs on their impious head 
His vengeance shall repay. 

9 That cruel persecuting race 

Must feel his dreadful sword : 
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace 
And justice of the Lord. 

Psalm 8. first part. S. M. 

OLORD, our heavenly King, 
Thy name is all divine ; 
Thy glories round the earth are spread, 
And o'er the heavens they shine. 



16 PSALM 8. 

2 When to thy works on high 

I raise my wondering eyes, 
And see the moon complete in light 
Adorn the darksome skies: 

3 When I survey the stars. 

In all their shining forms, 
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, 
A-kin to dust and worms? 

4 Lord, what is worthless man, 

That thou shouldst love him so? 
Next to thine angels he is placed, 
And lord of all below. 

5 Thine honours crown his head, 

While beasts like slaves obey, 
And birds that cut the air with wings, 
And fish that cleave the sea. 

6 How rich thy bounties are I 

And wondrous are thy ways: 
Of dust and worms thy power can frame 
A monument of praise. 

Psalm 8. second part. L. M. 

LORD, what was man, when made at first, 
Adam the offspring of the dust, 
That thou shouldst set him and his race 
But just below an angel's place? 

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so ? 
And make him lord of alt below; 
Make every beast and bird submit, 
And lay the fishes at his feet? 

3 But O, what brighter glories wait 
To crown the second Adam*s state ! 
What honours shall thy Son adorn, 
Who condescended to be born ! 



PSALM 9. 17 

See him below his angels made, 
Behold him numbered with the dead, 
To save a ruined world from sin; 
But he shall reign with power divine. 
The world to come, redeemed from all 
The miseries that attend the fall, 
New made and glorious, shall submit 
At our exalted Saviour's feet. 

PSALM 9. first part. C. M. 
"Vl^ITH my whole heart Pll raise my song, 

▼ ▼ Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; 
Thou, Sovereign Judge of right and wrong, 

Wilt put thy foes to shame. 
I'll sing thy majesty and grace 

My God prepares his throne 
To judge the world in righteousness, 

And make his justice known. 
Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 

For all the poor opprest, 
To save the people of his love, 

And give the weary rest. 
The men that know thy name, will trust 

In thy abundant grace ; 
For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, 

Who humbly seek thy face. 
Sing praises to the righteous Lord, 

Who dwells on Zion's hill, 
Who executes his threatening word, 

And doth his grace fulfil. 

Psalm 9. second part. C. M. 
"VIlTHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, 

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The humble souls that mourn in dust, 

Shall find a faithful God. 
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18 PSALM 10. 

2 He from the dreadful gates of death 

Does his own children raise ; 
In Zion's gates with cheerful breath. 
They sing their Father's praise. 

3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet 

Into the pit they made ; 
And sinners perish in the net 

That their own hands have spread. 

4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God ! 

Are thy deep counsels known ; 
When men of mischief are destroyed, 
In snares that were their own. 

5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ; 

Thy wrath devour the lands 
That dare forget thee, or rebel 
Against thy known commands. 

6 Though saints to sore distress are brought. 

And wait, and long complain, 
Their cries shall never be forgot, 
Nor shall their hopes be vain. 

7 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, 

To judge and save the poor ; 
Let nations tremble at thy feet, 
And man prevail no more. 

8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, 

And put their hearts to pain, 
Make them confess that thou art God, 
And they but feeble men. 

Psalm 10. C. M. 
"^S^ST^HY doth the Lord depart so far, 

▼ * And why conceal his face, 
When great calamities appear, 
And times of deep distress ? 



PSALM II. 19 

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 

Thy justice and thy laws ? 
Shall they advance their heads in pride, 
And slight thy righteous cause? 

3 They cast thy judgments from their sight, 

And then insult the poor; 
They boast, in their exalted height, 
That they shall fall no more. 

4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand, 

Attend our humble cry ; 
No enemy shall dare to stand 
When God ascends on high. 

5 Why do the men of malice rage, 

And say, with foolish pride, 
"The God of heaven will ne'er engage 
To fight on Zion's side ?" 

6 But thou for ever art our Lord; 

And mighty is thy hand, 
As when the heathen felt thy sword, 
And perished from thy land. 

7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, 

And cause thine ear to hear ; 

Accept the vows thy children pay, 

And free thy saints from fear. 

8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, 

No more despise the just ; 
And mighty sinners shall confess 
They are but earth and dust. 

Psalm 11. L. M. 

MY refuge is the God of love ; 
Why do my foes insult and cry, 
" Fly like a timorous trembling dove, 
To distant woods or mountains fly ?" 



20 PSALM 12. 

2 Behold the wicked bend their bow, 
And fit their arrows to the string ; 
To lay the men of virtue low, 

In secrecy their darts they fling. 

3 If government be once destroyed 
(That firm foundation of our peace,) 
And violence make justice void, 
Where shall the righteous seek redress? 

4 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne, 
His eye surveys the world below ; 

To him all mortal things are known, 
His eyelids search our spirits through. 

5 If he afflicts his saints so far, 

To prove their love and try their grace, 
What may the bold transgressors fear ? 
His soul abhors their wicked ways. 

6 On impious wretches he will rain 
Sulphureous flames of wasting death, 
Such as he kindled on the plain 

Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 

7 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, 
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere ; 
And with a gracious eye beholds 

The men that his own image bear. 

Psalm 12. CM. 

HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, 
Religion loses ground ; 
The sons of violence prevail, 
And treacheries abound. 

2 Their oaths and promises they break, 
Yet act the flatterer's part: 
With fair deceitful lips they speak, 
And with a double heart. 



PSALM IS. 21 

3 If we reprove some hateful lie, 

They scorn our faithful word f 
" Are not our lips our own," they cry, 
" And who shall be our Lord ?" 

4 Scoffers appear on every side, 

Where a vile race of men 
Is raised to seats of power and pride. 
And bears the sword in vain. 

5 Lord, when iniquities abound, 

And blasphemy grows bold, 
When faith is rarely to be found. 
And love is waxing cold, 

6 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? 

Hast thou not given the sign ? 
May we not trust and live upon 
A promise so divine ? 

7 " Yes," saith the Lord, " now will I rise. 

And make th' oppressors flee ; 
I shall appear to their surprise, 
And set my servants free." 

8 Thy word, like silver seven times tried, 

Through ages shall endure ; 
The men that in thy truth confide 
Shall find thy promise sure. 

Psalm 13. C. M. 

HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face? 
My God, how long delay ? 
When shall I feel those heavenly rays 
That chase my fears away ? 

2 How long shall my poor labouring soul 
Wrestle and toil in vain ? 
Thy word can all my foes control, 
And ease my raging pain. 



22 PSALM 14. 

3 See how the prince of darkness tries 

All his malicious arts ; 
He spreads a mist around my eyes, 
And throws his fiery darts. 

4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, 

My soul in safety keep ; 
Make haste before mine eyes are sealed 
In death's eternal sleep. 

5 How would the tempter boast aloud 

Should I become his prey ! 
Behold the sons of hell grow proud 
To see thy long delay. 

6 But they shall flee at thy rebuke, 

And Satan hide his head; 
He knows the terrors of thy look, 
And hears thy voice with dread. 

7 Thou wilt display thy sovereign grace, 

Whence all my comforts spring ; 
I shall employ my lips in praise. 
And thy salvation sing. 

Psalm 14. CM. 

FOOLS in their hearts believe and say, 
That all religion 's vain, 
" There is no God that reigns on high, 
Or minds th' affairs of men." 

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane 

Corrupt discourse proceeds ; 
And in their impious hands are found 
Abominable deeds. 

3 The Lord from his celestial throne, 

Looked down on things below, 
To find the man that sought his grace, 
Or did his justice know. 



PSALM 15. 23 

4 By Nature all are gone astray, 

Their practice all the same ; 
There 's none that fears his Maker's hand, 
There 's none that loves his name. 

5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit, 

Their slanders never cease : 
How swift to mischief are their feet, 
Nor know the paths of peace! 

6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) 

In every heart are found; 
Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 
Till grace refine the ground. 

7 O that salvation might proceed 

From Zion's sacred place, 
Till Israel's captives all are freed, 
And sing recovering grace. 

Psalm 15. first part. C. M. 

WHO shall inhabit in thy hill, 
O God of holiness? 
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 
So near his throne of grace ? 

2 The man that walks in pious ways, 

And works with righteous hands ; 
That trusts his Maker's promised grace, 
And follows his commands. 

3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, 

Nor slanders with his tongue ; 
Will scarce believe an ill report, 
Nor do his neighbour wrong. 

4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, 

Loves all that fear the Lord; 
And though to his own hurt he swears, 
Still he performs his word. 



24 PSALM 15. 

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, 
And never wrong the poor: 
This man shall dwell with God on earth, 
And find his heaven secure. 

Psalm 15. second part. L. M. 

WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place, 
Great God, and dwell before thy face ? 
The man that minds religion now, 
And humbly walks with God below: 

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean ; 
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; 
No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; 

He hates to do his neighbour wrong. 

3 Scarce will he trust an ill report, 
Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt : 
Sinners of state he can despise, 
But saints are honoured in his eyes. 

4 Firm to his word he ever stood, 
And always makes his promise good ; 
Nor dares to change the thing he swears, 
Whatever pain or loss he bears. 

5 He never deals in bribing gold, 

And mourns that justice should be sold : 
While others scorn and wrong the poor, 
Sweet charity attends his door. 

6 He loves his enemies, and prays 
For those that curse him to his face ; 
And doth to all men still the same 
That he would hope or wish from them. 

7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, 
His soul depends on grace alone : 
This is the man thy face shall see, 
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 



PSALM 16. 25 

Psalm 16. first part. L. M. 

PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need ; 
For succour to thy throne I flee, 
But have no merits there to plead : 
My goodness cannot reach to thee. 

2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest 

How empty and how poor I am: 
My praise can never make thee blest, 
Nor add new glories to thy name. 

3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap 

Some profit by the good we do ; 
These are the company I keep, 

These are the choicest friends I know. 

4 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, 

Who haste to seek some idol-god ! 
I will not taste their sacrifice, 

Their offerings of forbidden blood. 

5 My God provides a richer cup, 

And nobler food to live upon ; 
He for my life has offered up 
Jesus, his best beloved Son. 

6 His love is my perpetual feast ; 

By day his counsels guide me right ; 
And be his name for ever blest, 

Who gives me sweet advice by night. 

7 I set him still before mine eyes; 

At my right hand he stands prepared 
To keep my soul from all surprise, 
And be my everlasting guard. 

Psalm 16. second part. L. M. 

WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong, 
His arm is my almighty prop: 
Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, 
My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 



^6 PSALM 17. 

2 Though in the dust I lay my head, 
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
My soul for ever with the dead, 

Nor lose thy children in the grave. 

3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, 
Shake off the dust and rise on high ; 
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous w r ay 
Up to thy throne above the sky. 

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ; 
And full discoveries of thy grace 
(Which we but tasted here below) 
Spread heavenly joys through all the place. 

Psalm 17. L. M. 

LORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove 
My faith, my patience, and my love: 
When men of spite against me join, 
They are the sword, the hand is thine. 

2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 
'Tis all the happiness they know ; 

'Tis all they seek, they take their shares, 
And leave the rest among their heirs. 

3 What sinners value, I resign ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
I shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

4 This life 's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which I go, 
Hath joys substantial and sincere; 
When shall I wake and find me there ? 

5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 
I shall be near, and like my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 



PSALM 18. 27 

6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 

Psalm 18. first part. L. M. 

THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, 
My rock, my tower, my high defence ; 
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, 
For I have found salvation thence. 

2 Death and the terrors of the grave, 
Stood round me with their dismal shade; 
While floods of high temptation rose, 
And made my sinking soul afraid. 

3 I saw the opening gates of hell, 
With endless pains and sorrows there, 
(Which none but they that feel can tell) 
While I was hurried to despair. 

4 In my distress I called my God, 
When I could scarce believe him mine ; 
He bowed his ear to my complaint, 
And proved his saving grace divine. 

5 With speed he flew to my relief, 
As on a cherub's wing he rode; 
Awful, and bright as lightning shone 
The face of my deliverer, God. 

6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, 
The blast of his Almighty breath : 
He sent salvation from on high, 

And drew me from the deeps of death. 

7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, 
Much was their strength, and more their rage ; 
But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still, 

In all the wars the proud can wage. 



28 PSALM 18. 

8 My song for ever shall record 
That terrible, that joyful hour ; 
And give the glory to the Lord 
Due to his mercy and his power 

Psalm 18. second part. L. M. 

LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere. 
Hast made thy truth and love appear ; 
Before mine eyes I set thy laws, 
And thou hast owned my righteous cause* 

2 Since I have learned thy holy ways, 
I've walked upright before thy face : 
Or if my feet did e'er depart, 

Thy love reclaimed my wandering heart. 

3 What sore temptations broke my rest ! 
What wars and stragglings in my breast ! 
But through thy grace that reigns within, 
I guard against my darling sin. 

4 That sin that close besets me still, 
That works and strives against my will ; 
When shall thy Spirit's sovereign power 
Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 

5 With an impartial hand, the Lord 
Deals out to mortals their reward ; 
The kind and faithful souls shall find 
A God more faithful and more kind. 

6 The just and pure shall ever say, 

Thou art more pure, more just than they : 
And men that love revenge shall know, 
God hath an arm of vengeance too. 

Psalm 18. third part. L. M. 

JUST are thy ways, and true thy word, 
Great rock of my secure abode : 
Who is a God beside the Lord ? 
Or where 's a refuge like our God ? 



PSALM 19. 29 

! 'Tis he that girds me with his might, 
Gives me his holy sword to wield ; 
And, while with sin and hell I fight, 
Spreads his salvation for my shield. 

! He lives, and blessings crown his reign, 
The God of my salvation lives ; 
The dark designs of hell are vain, 
While heavenly peace my Father gives. 

Before the scoffers of the age, 

I will exalt my Father's name; 

Nor tremble at their mighty rage, 

But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 

To David and his royal seed 
Thy grace for ever shall extend; 
Thy love to saints, in Christ their head, 
Knows not a limit, nor an end. 

PSALM 19. FIRST PART. S. M. 

BEHOLD the lofty sky 
Declares its maker, God ! 
And all the starry works on high 
Proclaim his power abroad. 

The darkness and the light 

Still keep their course the same; 
While night to day, and day to night, 

Divinely teach his name. 

In every different land, 

Their general voice is known ; 
They show the wonders of his hand, 

And orders of his throne. 

Ye christian lands, rejoice, 

Here he reveals his word , 
We are not left to nature's voice 

To bid us know the Lord. 
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30 PSALM 19. 

5 His statutes and commands 

Are set before our eyes ; 
He puts his gospel in our hands. 
Where our salvation lies. 

6 His laws are just and pure. 

His truth without deceit ; 
His promises for ever sure, 
And his rewards are great* 

7 Not honey to the taste 

Affords so much delight ; 
Nor gold that has the furnace passed 
So much allures the sight. 

8 While of thy works I sing, 

Thy glory to proclaim ; 
Accept the praise, my God, my King, 
In my Redeemer's name. 

Psalm 19. second part. S. M. 

BEHOLD the morning sun 
Begins his glorious way ; 
His beams through all the nations ran, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comes, 

It spreads diviner light j 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word! 

And all thy judgments just ; 
For ever sure thy promise, Lord ; 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 

Are thy directions given ! 
Oh may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven ! 



PSALM 19. 31 

5 I heard thy word with love, 

And I would fain obey : 
Send thy good Spirit from above 
To guide me, lest I stray. 

6 Oh ! who can ever find 

The errors of his ways ? 
Yet, with a bold, presumptuous mind, 
I would not dare transgress. 

7 Warn me of every sin, 

Forgive my secret faults; 
And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, 
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 

8 While with my heart and tongue 

I spread thy praise abroad ; 
Accept the worship and the song, 
My Saviour and my God. 

Psalm 19. third part. L. M. 

THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; 
In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand; 
So when thy truth began its race, 

It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
Till Christ has all the nations blest, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 



32 PSALM 19. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 

Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
In souls renewed and sins forgiven; 
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 

Psalm 19. fourth part. P. M. 

GREAT God, the heavens' well-ordered 
frame 
Declares the glories of thy name ; 

There thy rich works of wonder shine : 
A thousand starry beauties there 
A thousand radiant marks appear 
Of boundless power, and skill divine. 

2 From night to day, from day to night, 
The dawning and the dying light, 

Lectures of heavenly wisdom read : 
With silent eloquence they raise 
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, 

And neither sound nor language need. 

3 Yet their divine instructions run 
Far as the journeys of the sun, 

And every nation knows their voice: 
The sun, like some young bridegroom drest, 
Breaks from the chambers of the east, 

Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. 

4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, 
He smiles, and speaks his maker, God : 

All nature joins to show thy praise: 
Thus God in every creature shines; 
Fair is the book of nature's lines ; 

But fairer is the book of grace. 



PSALM 19, 20. 33 

Psalm 19. fifth part. P. M. 

I LOVE the volumes of thy word ; 
What light and joy those leaves afford 
To souls benighted and distrest ! 
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, 
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, 
Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 

2 From the discoveries of thy law 
The perfect rules of life I draw : 

These are my study and delight : 
Not honey so invites the taste, 
Nor gold that hath the furnace passed, 

Appears so pleasing to the sight. 

3 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, 
And warn me where my danger lies; 

But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, 
That makes my guilty conscience clean, 
Converts my soul, subdues my sin, 

And gives a free, but large reward. 

4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? 
My God, forgive my secret faults, 

And from presumptuous sins restrain. 
Accept my poor attempts of praise, 
That I have read thy book of grace 

And book of nature, not in vain. 

Psalm 20. L. M. 

NOW may the God of power and grace 
Attend his people's humble cry ! 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays, 
And brings deliverance from on high. 

2 The name of Jacob's God defends, 
When bucklers fail and brazen walls : 
He from his sanctuary sends 
Succour and strength when Zion calls. 



34 PSALM 21. 

3 Well he remembers all our sighs, 
His love exceeds our best deserts ; 
His love accepts the sacrifice 

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 

4 In his salvation is our hope, 
And in the name of Israel's God 
Our troops shall lift their banners up, 
Our navies spread their flags abroad. 

5 Some trust in horses trained for war, 
And some of chariots make their boasts ; 
Our surest expectations are 

From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 

6 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, 
Now let our hopes be firm and strong ; 
Till thy salvation shall appear, 

And joy and triumph raise the song. 

Psalm 21. C. M. 

OUR land, O Lord, with songs of praise, 
Shall in thy strength rejoice ; 
And, blest with thy salvation, raise 
To heaven a cheerful voice. 

2 Thy sure defence, through nations round, 

Hath spread our country's name ; 
And all her humble efforts crowned 
With freedom and with fame. 

3 In deep distress, a patriot band 

Implored thy power to save ; 
For liberty they prayed; thy hand 
The timely blessing gave. 

4 Most righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes 

Shall quake through all their train; 
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those 
Who hate thy gracious reign. 



PSALM 22. 35 

On thee, in want, in woe or pain, 

Our hearts alone rely ; 
Our rights thy mercy will maintain, 

And all our wants supply. 

Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, 

And still exalt thy fame ; 
While we glad songs of praise prepare, 

For thine Almighty name. 

Psalm 22. first part. C. M. 

-L^l O Lord, protect thy Son, 
Nor leave thy darling to engage 
The powers of hell alone." 

Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, 

With mighty cries and tears ; 
God heard him in that dreadful day, 

And chased away his fears. 

Great was the victory of his death, 

His throne exalted high ; 
And all the kindreds of the earth 

Shall worship or shall die. 

A numerous offspring must arise 

From his expiring groans ; 
They shall be reckoned in his eyes 

For daughters ar-.i for sons. 

The meek and humble souls shall see 

His table richly spread ; 
And all that seek the Lord shall be 

With joys immortal fed. 

The isles shall know the righteousness 

Of our incarnate God, 
And nations yet unborn profess 

Salvation in his blood. 



36 PSALM 22, 23. 

Psalm 22. second part. L. M. 

NOW let our mournful songs record 
The dying sorrows of our Lord, 
When he complained in tears and blood, 
As one forsaken of his God. 

2 The Jews behold him thus forlorn, 

And shake their heads and laugh in scorn ; 
" He rescued others from the grave, 
Now let him try himself to save. 

3 This is the man did once pretend 
God w r as his father and his friend ! 
If God, the blessed, loved him so, 
Why doth he fail to help him now ?" 

4 O savage people! cruel priests ! 

How they stood round like raging beasts ! 

Like lions gaping to devour, 

When God had left him in their power. 

5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, 
Till streams of blood each other meet ; 
By lot his garments they divide, 

And mock the pangs in which he died. 

6 But God his father heard his cry ; 
Raised from the dead he reigns on high; 
The nations learn his righteousness, 
And humble sinners taste his grace. 

Psalm 23. FiRsitfcART. L. M. 

MY shepherd is the living Lord ; 
Now shall my wants be well supplied ; 
His providence and holy word 
Become my safety and my guide. 
2 In pastures where salvation grows 
He makes me feed, he makes me rest ; 
There living water gently flows, 
And all the food 's divinely blest. 



PSALM 23. 37 

3 My wandering feet his ways mistake ; 
But he restores my soul to peace, 
And leads me, for his mercy's sake, 
In the fair paths of righteousness. 

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale, 
Where death and all its terrors are, 

My heart and hope shall never fail, 
For God my shepherd 's with me there. 

5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps 
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay ; 
Thy staff supports my feeble steps, 
Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 

6 The sons of earth and sons of hell 
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine 
To see my table spread so well, 
With living bread and cheerful wine. 

7< How I rejoice, when on my head 
Thy Spirit condescends to rest ! 
'Tis a divine anointing, shed 
Like oil of gladness at a feast. 

8 Surely the mercies of the Lord 
Attend his household all their days : 
There will I dwell to hear his word, 
To seek his face, and sing his praise. 

Psalm 23. second part. C. M. 

MY shepherd will supply my need, 
Jehovah is his name; 
In pastures fresh he makes me feed, 
Beside the living stream. 

2 He brings my wandering spirit back 
When I forsake his ways, 
And leads me for his mercy's sake 
In paths of truth and grace. 



38 PSALM 23. 

3 When I walk through the shades of death 

Thy presence is my stay ; 
One word of thy supporting breath 
Drives all my fears away. 

4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 

Doth still my table spread ; 

My cup with blessings overflows, 

Thine oil anoints my head. 

5 The sure provisions of my God 

Attend me all my days ; 
Oh may thy house be mine abode, 
And all my work be praise ! 

6 There would I find a settled rest, 

(While others go and come,) 
No more a stranger or a guest, 
But like a child at home. 

Psalm 23. third part. S. M. 

THE Lord my shepherd is, 
I shall be well supplied ; 
Since he is mine, and I am his, 
What can I want beside ? 

2 He leads me to the place 

Where heavenly pasture grows, 
Where living waters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim, 
And guides me in his own right way, 
For his most holy name. 

4 While he affords his aid, 

I cannot yield to fear; 
Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, 
My shepherd's with me there. 



PSALM 24. 39 

Amid surrounding foes 

Thou dost my table spread, 
My cup with blessings overflows 

And joy exalts my head. 
The bounties of thy love 

Shall crown my following days; 
Nor from thy house will I remove, 

Nor cease to speak thy praise. 
PSALM 24. first part. C. M. 

THE earth for ever is the Lord's, 
With Adam's numerous race; 
He raised its arches o'er the floods, 
And built it on the seas. 

But who among the sons of men 

May visit thine abode ? 
He that has hands from mischief clean. 

Whose heart is right with God. 
This is the man may rise and take 

The blessings of his grace ; 
This is the lot of those that seek 

The God of Jacob's face. 
Now let our souls' immortal powers 

To meet the Lord prepare, 
Lift up their everlasting doors, 

The King of glory 's near. 
The King of glory! who can tell 

The wonders of his might ? 
He rules the nations ; but to dwell 

With saints is his delight. 

Psalm 24. second part. L. M. 

THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's, 
And men and worms, and beasts and birds; 
He raised the building on the seas, 
And gave it for their dwelling place. 



40 PSALM 25. 

2 But there 's a brighter world on high, 
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky ; 
Who shall ascend that blest abode, 
And dwell so near his maker, God ? 

3 He that abhors and fears to sin, 

Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean, 
Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless, 
And clothe his soul with righteousness. 

4 These are the men, the pious race, 
That seek the God of Jacob's face ; 
These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 
And dwell in everlasting light. 

5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, 
Behold the King of glory nigh. 
Who can this King of glory be ? 
The mighty Lord, the Saviour 's he. 

6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display, 
To make the Lord, the Saviour way : 
Laden with spoils from earth and hell, 
The conqueror comes with God to dwell* 

7 Raised from the dead in royal state, 
He opens heaven's eternal gate, 

To give his saints a blest abode, 
Near their Redeemer and their God. 

Psalm 25. first part. S. M. 

I LIFT my soul to God, 
My trust is in his name ; 
Let not the foes that seek my blood 
Still triumph in my shame. 

2 Sin and the powers of hell 

Would tempt me to despair ; 
Lord, make me know thy covenant well, 
That I may 'scape the snare. 



PSALM 25. 41 

3 From the first dawning light 

Till evening shades arise, 
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, 
With ever-longing eyes. 

4 Remember all thy grace, 

And lead me in thy truth : 
Forgive the sins of riper days, 
And follies of my youth. 

5 The Lord is just and kind, 

The meek shall learn his ways, 
And every humble sinner find 
The methods of his grace. 

6 For his own goodness sake 

He saves my soul from shame ; 
He pardons (though my guilt be great) 
Through my Redeemer's name. 

Psalm 25. second part. S. M. 

WHERE shall the man be found 
That fears V offend his God, 
That loves the gospel's joyful sound, 
And trembles at the rod ? 

2 The Lord shall make him know 

The secrets of his heart, 
The wonders of his covenant show, 
And all his love impart. 

3 The dealings of his power 

Are truth and mercy still, 
With such as keep his covenant sure, 
And love to do his will. 

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease 

Before their Maker's face, 
Their seed shall taste the promises 
In their extensive grace. 
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42 PSALM 25, 26. 

Psalm 25. third part. S. M* 

MINE eyes and my desire 
Are ever to the Lord, 
I love to plead his promised grace 
And rest upon his word. 

2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, 

Bring thy salvation near ; 
When will thy hand release my feet 
Out of the deadly snare ? 

3 When shall the sovereign grace 

Of my forgiving God, 
Restore me from those dangerous ways 
My wandering feet have trod ? 

4 With every morning light 

My sorrow new begins ; 
Look on my anguish and my pain, 
And pardon all my sins. 

5 O keep my soul from death, 

Nor put my hope to shame, 
For I have placed my only trust 
In my Redeemer's name. 

6 With humble faith I wait 

To see thy face again; 
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, 
He sought the Lord in vain. 
Psalm 26. L. M. 

JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, 
And try my reins, and try my heart ; 
My faith upon thy promise stays, 
Nor from thy law my feet depart. 
2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit 
With men of vanity and lies ; 
The scoffer and the hypocrite 
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 



PSALM 27. 43 

3 Amongst thy saints will I appear 
Arrayed in robes of innocence ; 
But when I stand before thy bar, 
The blood of Christ is my defence. 

4 T love thy habitation, Lord, 

The temple where thine honours dwell ; 
There shall I hear thy holy word, 
And there thy works of wonder tell. 

5 Let not my soul be joined at last 
With men of treachery and blood, 
Since I my days on earth have past 
Among the saints, and near my God. 

Psalm 27. first part. C. M. 

THE Lord of glory is my light, 
And my salvation too ; 
God is my strength ; nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires ; 

Oh grant me mine abode 
Among the churches of thy saints. 
The temples of my God. 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 

And see thy beauty still, 
Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise and storms appear, 

There may his children hide ; 
God is a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 

Above my foes around, 
And songs of joy and victory 
Within thy temple sound. 



44 PSALM 27, 28. 

Psalm 27. second part. C. M. 

SOON as I heard my Father say, 
" Ye children seek my grace," 
My heart replied, without delay, 
" I'll seek my Father's face." 

2 Let not thy face be hid from me, 

Nor frown my soul away ; 
God of my life, I fly to thee 
In a distressing day. 

3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, 

Leave me to want or die, 
My God will make my life his care, 
And all my need supply. 

4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, 

Had not my soul believed, 
To see thy grace provide relief; 
Nor was my hope deceived. 

5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, 

And keep your courage up; 
He'll raise your spirit while it faints, 
And far exceed your hope. 

Psalm 28. L. M. 

TO thee, O Lord, I raise my cries ; 
My fervent prayer in mercy hear; 
For ruin waits my trembling soul, 
If thou refuse a gracious ear. 

2 While suppliant toward thy holy hill 
I lift my mournful hands to pray, 
Afford thy grace, nor drive me still 
With impious hypocrites away. 

3 To sons of falsehood, that despise 
The works and wonders of thy reign, 
Thy justice gives the due reward, 
And sinks their souls to endless pain. 



PSALM 29. 45 

4 For ever blessed be the Lord, 

Whose mercy hears my mournful voice ! 
My heart, that trusted in his word, 
In his salvation shall rejoice. 

5 Let every saint, in sore distress, 

By faith approach his Saviour, God; 
Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace ? 
And feed thy church with heavenly food. 

Psalm 29. L. M. 

f^ IVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 
^J Give to the Lord renown and power ; 
Ascribe due honours to his name, 
And his eternal might adore. 

2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud 
Through every ocean, every land ; 
His voice divides the watery cloud, 
And lightnings blaze at his command. 

3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind, 
Lay the wide forest bare around; 

The fearful. hart and frighted hind, 
Leap at the terror of the sound. 

4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, 
And lo, the stately cedars break ; 
The mountains tremble at the noise, 
The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 

5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, 
The thunderer reigns for ever king; 
But makes his church his blest abode, 
Where we his awful glories sing. 

6 In gentler language, there the Lord 
The counsel of his grace imparts : 
Amidst the raging storm, his word 
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. 



46 PSALM 30. 

PSALM 30- FIRST part. L. M. 
" WILL extol thee, Lord, on high : 
-"- At thy command diseases fly: 
Who but a God can speak and save 
From the dark borders of the grave ? 

2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove 
How large his grace, how kind his love: 
Let all your powers rejoice, and trace 
The wondrous records of his grace. 

3 His anger but a moment stays ; 
His love is life and length of days : 
Though grief and tears the night employ, 
The morning star restores the joy. 

Psalm 30. second part. L. M. 

FIRM was my health, my day was bright, 
And I presumed 'twould ne'er be night; 
Fondly I said within my heart, 
" Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, 
Which made my mountain stand so long : 
Soon as thy face began to hide, 

My health was gone, my comforts died. 

3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, 

" What canst thou profit by my blood ? 

Deep in the dust can I declare 

Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there ? 

4 Hear me, O God of grace," I said, 
"And bring me from among the dead :" 
Thy word rebuked the pains I felt, 
Thy pardoning love removed my guilt. 

5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, 
Are turned to joy and praises now ; 

I throw my sackcloth on the ground, 
And ease and gladness gird me round. 



PSALM 31. 47 

6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, 
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name ; 
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, 
For sickness healed, and sins forgiven- 

Psalm 31. first part. C. M. 

TO thee, O God of truth and love, 
My spirit I commit -j 
Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, 
And saved me from the pit. 

2 My times are in thy hand, I cried, 

Though I draw near the dust : 
Thou art the refuge where I hide, 
The God in whom I trust. 

3 Oh make thy reconciled face 

Upon thy servant shine, 
iVnd save me, for thy mercy's sake, 
For I am wholly thine. 

4 'Twas in my haste my spirit said, 

" I must despair and die, 
I am cut off before thine eyes ;" 
But thou hast heard my cry. 

5 Thy goodness, how divinely free ! 

How sweet thy smiling face 
To those that fear thy majest} 
And trust thy promised grace ! 

6 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, 

And sing his praises loud ; 
He'll bend his ear to your complaints, 
And recompense the proud. 

Psalm 31. second part. C. M. 

MY heart rejoices in thy name, 
My God, my heavenly trust ; 
Thou hast preserved my face from shame, 
Mine honour from the dust. 



48 PSALM 32. 

2 " My life is spent with grief," I cried, 

" My years consumed in groans, 
My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, 
And sorrow wastes my bones." 

3 Among mine enemies my name 

A proverb vile was grown, 
While to my neighbours I became 
Forgotten and unknown. 

4 Slander and fear on every side 

Seized and beset me round : 
I to thy throne of grace applied 
And speedy rescue found. 

5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought 

Before the sons of men? 
The lying lips to silence brought, 
And made their boasting vain ! 

6 Thy children from the strife of tongues 

Shall thy pavilion hide, 
Guard them from infamy and wrongs, 
And crush the sons of pride. 

7 Within thy sacred presence, Lord, 

Let me for ever dwell ; 
No fenced city, walled and barred, 
Secures a saint so well. 

Psalm 32. first part. S. M. 

OH blessed souls are they 
Whose sins are covered o'er ; 
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 
Imputes their guilt no more. 

2 They mourn their follies past, 

And keep their hearts with care ; 
Their lips and lives without deceit 
Shall prove their faith sincere. 



PSALM 32, 33. 49 

! While I concealed my guilt, 

I felt the festering wound, 
Till I confessed my sins to thee, 

And ready pardon found. 
Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne; 
Our help in times of deep distress, 

Is found in God alone. 

Psalm 32. second part. L. M. 

BLEST is the man, for ever blest, 
Whose guilt is pardoned by his God, 
Whose sins with sorrow are confessed. 

And covered with his Saviour's blood. 
Before his judgment seat, the Lord 

No more permits his crimes to rise; 
He pleads no merit of reward, 

And not on works, but grace, relies. 
From guile his heart and lips are free, 

His humble joy, his holy fear, 
With deep repentance well agree, 

And join to prove his faith sincere. 
How glorious is that righteousness 

That hides and cancels all his sins! 
While a bright evidence of grace 

Through all his life appears and shines. 

Psalm 33. first part. C. M. 
"13 EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, 
-"> This work belongs to you: 
Sing of his name, his ways, his word, 

How holy, just, and true! 
His mercy and his righteousness 

Let heaven and earth proclaim ; 
His works of nature, and of grace, 

Reveal his wondrous name. 



50 PSALM 33. 

3 His word, with energy divine, 

Those heavenly arches spread, 
Bade starry hosts around them shine, 
And light the heavens pervade. 

4 He taught the swelling waves to flow 

To their appointed deep; 
Bade raging seas their limits know, 
And still their station keep. 

5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 

With fear before him stand ; • 
He spake, and nature took its birth, 
And rests on his command. 

6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, 

And breaks their vain designs ; 
His counsel stands through every age, 
And in full glory shines. 

Psalm 33. second part. P. M. 

TE holy souls in God rejoice, 
Your Maker's praise becomes your voice, 
Great is your theme, your songs be new; 
Sing of his name, his word, his ways, 
His works of nature and of grace, 
How wise and holy, just and true ! 

2 Behold, to earth's remotest ends, 

His goodness flows, his truth extends ; 

His power the heavenly arches spread; 
His word, with energy divine, 
Bade starry hosts around them shine, 

And light the circling heavens pervade. 

3 His hand collects the flowing seas; 
Those watery treasures know their place, 

And fill the store-house of the deep: 
He spake, and gave all nature birth; 
And fires, and seas, and heaven, and earth, 

His everlasting orders keep. 



PSALM 34. 51 

Let mortals tremble and adore 
A God of such resistless power, 

Nor dare indulge their feeble rage : 
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands, 
But his eternal counsel stands, 

And rules the world from age to age. 
Psalm 34. first part. C. M. 

THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, 
In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

My soul shall make her boast in him, 

And celebrate his fame ; 
Come magnify the Lord with me, 

With me exalt his name. 
The hosts of God encamp around 

The dwellings of the just ; 
Deliverance he affords to all 

Who on his succour trust. 
O! make but trial of his love; 

Experience will decide, 
How blest they are, and only they, 

Who in his truth confide. 

Fear him, ye saints; and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear; 
Come make his service your delight; 

He'll make your wants his care. 
Psalm 34. second part. L. M. 

LORD, I will bless thee all my days, 
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue: 
My soul shall glory in thy grace, 
While saints rejoice to hear the song. 
Come magnify the Lord with me, 
Let every heart exalt his name ; 



52 PSALM 84, 

I sought th 9 eternal God, and he 
Has not exposed my hope to shame. 

3 I told him all my secret grief, 

My secret groaning reached his ears : 
He gave my inward pains relief, 
And calmed the tumult of my fears. 

4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, 
With heavenly joy their faces shine; 
A beam of mercy from the skies 
Fills them with light and love divine. 

5 His holy angels pitch their tents 
Around the men that serve the Lord ; 
Oh fear and love him, all his saints, 
Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 

6 The wild young lions, pinched with pain 
And hunger, roar through all the wood ; 
But none shall seek the Lord in vain* 
Nor want supplies of real good. 

Psalm 34. third fart. L. M. 

CHILDREN, in years and knowledge 

V young, 

Your parents' hope, your parents* joy, 

Attend the counsels of my tongue, 

Let pious thoughts your minds employ* 

2 If you desire a length of days, 

And peace to crown your mortal state, 
Restrain your feet from impious ways 5 
Your lips from slander and deceit. 

3 The eyes of God regard his saints* 
His ears are open to their cries; 
He sets his frowning face against 
The sons of violence and lies. 

4 To humble souls and broken hearts 
God with his grace is ever nigh; 



PSALM 34, 35. 53 

Pardon and hope his love imparts 
When men in deep contrition lie. 
6 He tells their tears, he counts their groans, 
His Son redeems their souls from death ; 
His Spirit heals their broken bones, 
His praise employs their tuneful breath. 
Psalm 34. fourth part. C. M. 

I'LL bless the Lord from day to pay ; 
How good are all his ways ! 
Ye humble souls that use to pray, 
Come help my lips to praise. 

2 Sing to the honour of his name, 

How a poor sufferer cried, 
Nor was his hope exposed to shame, 
Nor was his suit denied. 

3 Oh sinners, come and taste his love, 

Come, learn his pleasant ways, 
And let your own experience prove 
The sweetness of his grace. 

4 He bids his angels pitch their tents 

Round where his children dwell ; 
What ills their heavenly care prevents, 
No earthly tongue can tell. 

5 Oh love the Lord, ye saints of his ; 

His eye regards the just: 
How richly blest their portion is 
Who make the Lord their trust ! 

6 Young lions, pinched with hunger, roar, 

And famish in the wood ; 

But God supplies his holy poor 

With every needful good. 

Psalm 35. C. M. 

BEHOLD the love, the generous love, 
That holy David shows ; 
e 2 



54 PSALM 36. 

Behold his kind compassion move 
For his afflicted foes. 

2 When they are sick, his soul complains. 

And seems to feel the smart ; 
The spirit of the gospel reigns, 
And melts his pious heart. 

3 How did his flowing tears condole. 

As for a brother dead ! 
And, fasting, mortified his soul, 
While for their life he prayed. 

4 They groaned and cursed him on their bed. 

Yet still he pleads and mourns ; 
And double blessings on his head, 
The righteous God returns. 

5 Oh glorious type of heavenly grace ! 

Thus Christ the Lord appears ; 
While sinners curse, the Saviour prays, 
And pities them with tears. 

6 He, the true David, Israel's king. 

Blest and beloved of God, 
To save us rebels, dead in sin, 
Paid his own dearest blood. 

Psalm 36. first part. L. M. 
[IGH in the heavens, eternal God, 
Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
That veils and darkens thy designs. 
For ever firm thy justice stands, 
As mountains their foundations keep ; 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 
Thy providence is kind and large, 
Both man and beast thy bounty share ; 



PSALM 36. 55 

The whole creation is thy charge, 
But saints are thy peculiar care. 

My God, how excellent thy grace ! 
Whence all our hope and comfort springs ; 
The sons of Adam in distress 
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 
From the provisions of thy house 
We shall be fed with sweet repast ; 
There mercy, like a river, flows, 
And brings salvation to our taste. 
Life, like a fountain rich and free, 
Springs from the presence of my Lord ; 
And in thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in thy word. 

Psalm 36. second part. C. M. 

WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, 
And yet a God they own. 
My heart within me often says, 

"Their thoughts believe there 's none." 

Their thoughts and ways at once declare, 

(Whatever their lips profess,) 
God hath no wrath for them to fear, 

Nor will they seek his grace. 

What strange self-flattery blinds their eyes ! 

But there 's a hastening hour, 
When they shall see, with sore surprise^ 

The terrors of thy power. 

Thy justice shall maintain its throne, 

Though mountains melt away ; 
Thy judgments are a world unknown, 

A deep unfathomed sea. 

Above these heavens' created rounds, 
Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; 



56 PSALM 37. 

Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds, 
Where time and nature end. 

6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, 

Nor overlooks the beast ; 
Beneath the shadow of thy wings 
Thy children love to rest. 

7 From thee, when creature-streams run low, 

And mortal comforts die, 
Perpetual springs of life shall flow, 
And raise our pleasures high. 

8 Though all created light decay, 

And death close up our eyes, 
Thy presence makes eternal day 
Where clouds can never rise. 

Psalm 37. first part. C. M. 

WHY should I vex my soul, and fret 
To see the wicked rise ? 
Or envy sinners waxing great, 
By violence and lies ? 

2 As flowery grass cut down at noon, 

Before the evening fades, 
So shall their glories vanish soon, 
In everlasting shades. 

3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, 

And practice all that 's good ; 
So shall I dwell among the just, 
And he'll provide me food. 

4 I to my God my ways commit, 

And cheerful wait his will; 
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, 
Shall my desires fulfil. 

5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, 

And make thy judgments known, 



PSALM 37. 57 

Fair as the light of dawning day, 
And glorious as the noon. 

6 The meek at last the earth possess, 

And are the heirs of heaven; 
True riches, with abundant peace, 
To humble souls are given. 

7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, 

Nor let your anger rise, 
Though providence shall long delay 
To punish haughty vice. 

8 Let sinners join to break your peace, 

And plot, and rage, and foam ; 

The Lord derides them, for he sees 

Their day of vengeance come. 

9 They have drawn out the threatening sword f 

Have bent the murderous bow, 
To slay the men that fear the Lord, 
And bring the righteous low. 

10 My God shall break their bows, and burn. 

Their persecuting darts, 
Shall their own swords against them turn, 
And pierce their stubborn hearts. 

Psalm 37. second part. C. M. 

WHY do the wealthy wicked boast, 
And grow profanely bold ? 
The meanest portion of the just 
Excels the sinner's gold. 

2 The wicked borrows of his friends, 

But ne'er designs to pay ; 
The saint is merciful, and lends, 
Nor turns the poor away. 

3 His alms with liberal heart he gives 

Amongst the sons of need; 



58 PSALM 37. 

His memory to long ages lives, 
And blessed is his seed. 

4 His soul abhors discourse profane, 

To slander or defraud ; 
His ready tongue declares to men 
What he has learned of God. 

5 The law and gospel of the Lord 

Deep in his heart abide ; 
Led by the Spirit and the word, 
His feet shall never slide. 

6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand 

Preserved from every snare ; 
They shall possess the promised land, 
And dwell for ever there. 

Psalm 37. third part. C. M . 

"jl/I" Y God, the steps of pious men 
-L*-*- Are ordered by thy will : 
Though they should fall, they rise again, 
Thy hand supports them still. 

2 The Lord delights to see their ways, 

Their virtue he approves ; 
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, 
Nor leave the men he loves. 

3 The heavenly heritage is theirs, 

Their portion and their home ; 
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs 
Of blessings long to come. 

4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, 

Nor fear when tyrants frown ; 
Ye shall confess their pride was vain, 
When justice casts them down. 

5 The haughty sinner have I seen 

Not fearing man nor God, 



PSALM 38. 59 

Like to a tall bay-tree, fair and green, 
Spreading his arms abroad. 

And lo, he vanished from the ground, 

Destroyed by hands unseen : 
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found 

Where all that pride had been. 
But mark the man of holy fear, 

How blest is his decease ! 
He spends his days in duty here, 

And leaves the world in peace. 

Psalm 38. CM. 

AMIDST thy wrath remember love, 
Restore thy servant, Lord, 
Nor let a Father's chastening prove 
Like an avenger's sword. 

Thine arrows stick within my heart, 

My flesh is sorely prest; 
Between the sorrow and the smart 

My spirit finds no rest. 

My sins a heavy load appear, 

And o'er my head are gone; 
Too heavy they for me to bear, 

Too hard for me t' atone. 

My thoughts are like a troubled sea 

That sinks my comforts down ; 
And I go mourning all the day 

Beneath my father's frown. 
Lord, I am weak and broken sore, 

None of my powers are whole; 
The inward anguish makes me roar, 

The anguish of my soul. 

All my desires to thee are known, 
Thine eye counts every tear ; 



60 PSALM 39. 

And every sigh, and every groan 
Is noticed by thine ear. 

7 Thou art my God, my only hope; 

My God will hear my cry, 

My God will bear my spirit up, 

When Satan bids me die. 

8 My foes rejoice whene'er I slide, 

To see my virtue fail ; 
They raise their pleasure and their pride, 
Whene'er their wiles prevail. 

9 To thee will I confess my guilt, 

And thus will plead with thee ; 
" Was not the blood of Jesus spilt 
To set the sinner free ?" 

10 My God, forgive my follies past, 

And be for ever nigh ; 
O Lord of my salvation haste 
Before thy servant die. 

PSALM 39. FIRST PART. C. M. 

THUS I resolved before the Lord, 
"Now will I watch my tongue, 
Lest I let slip one sinful word, 
Or do my neighbour wrong." 

2 Whene'er constrained a while to stay 

With men of lives profane, 
I'll set a double guard that day, 
Nor let my talk be vain. 

3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak 

The pious thoughts I feel, 
Lest scoffers should occasion take 
To mock my holy zeal. 

4 Yet if some proper hour appear, 

I'll not be over awed, 



PSALM 39. 61 

But let the scoffing sinners hear 
That I can speak for God. 

Psalm 39. second part. C. M. 

TEACH me the measure of my days, 
Thou Maker of my frame ; 
I would survey life's narrow space, 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, 

An inch or two of time : 
Man is but vanity and dust 
In all his flower and prime. 

3 See the vain race of mortals move 

Like shadows o'er the plain ; 
They rage and strive, desire and love, 
But all their noise is vain. 

4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, 

Some dig for golden ore, 
They toil for heirs, they know not who, 
And straight are seen no more. 

5 What should I wish or wait for then, 

From creatures, earth and dust ? 
They make our expectations vain, 
And disappoint our trust. 

6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 

My fond desires recall ; 
I give my mortal interest up, 
And make my God my all. 

Psalm 39. third part. C. M. 

GOD of my life, look gently down, 
Behold the pains I feel ; 
But I am dumb before thy throne, 
Nor dare dispute thy will. 
2 Diseases are thy servants, Loxct, 
They come at thy command; 



62 PSALM 40. 

I'll not attempt a murmuring word 
Against thy chastening hand. 

3 Yet I may plead, with humble cries, 

Remove thy sharp rebukes : 
My strength consumes, my spirit dies, 
Through thy repeated strokes. 

4 Crushed as a moth beneath thy hand, 

We moulder to the dust ; 
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, 
And all our beauty's lost. 

5 I'm but a stranger here below, 

As all my fathers were ; 
May I be well prepared to go, 
When I the summons hear! 

6 And if my life be spared a while 

Before my last remove, 
Thy praise shall be my business still, 
And I'll declare thy love. 

Psalm 40. first part. C. M. 

I WAITED patient for the Lord, 
He bowed to hear my cry ; 
He saw me resting on his word, 
And brought salvation nigh. 

2 He raised me from a horrid pit, 

Where mourning long I lay, 
And from my bonds released my feet — 
Deep bonds of miry clay. 

3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, 

And taught my cheerful tongue 
To praise the wonders of his hand, 
In a new thankful song. 

4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad; 

The saints with joy shall hear, 



PSALM 40. 63 

And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! 

Thy mercies, Lord, how great ! 
We have not words nor hours enough 
Their numbers to repeat. 

6 When I'm afflicted, poor and low, 

And light and peace depart, 

My God beholds my heavy woe, 

And bears me on his heart. 

Psalm 40. second part. C. M. 

THUS saith the Lord, " Your work is vain, 
Give your burnt-offerings o'er ; 
In dying goats and bullocks slain, 
My soul delights no more." 

2 Then spake the Saviour, " Lo, I'm here, 

My God, to do thy will ; 
Whate'er thy sacred books declare 
Thy servant shall fulfil. 

3 " Thy law is ever in my sight, 

I keep it near my heart; 
Mine eyes are opened with delight 
To what thy lips impart." 

4 And see, the blest Redeemer comes, 

Th' eternal Son appears, 
And at th' appointed time assumes 
The body God prepares. 

5 Much he revealed his Father's grace, 

And much his truth he showed, 
And preached the way of righteousness 
Where great assemblies stood. 

6 His Father's honour touched his heart, 

He pitied sinners' cries, 



64 PSALM 40. 

And to fulfil a Saviour's part 
Was made a sacrifice. 

7 No blood of beasts on altars shed 

Could wash the conscience clean; 
But the rich sacrifice he paid, 
Atones for all our sin. 

8 Then was the great salvation spread, 

And Satan's kingdom shook; 
Thus by the woman's promised seed 
The serpent's head was broke. 

Psalm 40. third part. L. M. 

THE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, 
Exceed our praise, surmount our thought ; 
Should I attempt the long detail, 
My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 

2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, 

Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; 
But thou hast set before our eyes 
An all-sufficient sacrifice. 

3 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears, 
To thy designs he bows his ears ; 
xlssumes a body well prepared, 
And well performs a work so hard. 

4 " Behold, I come," the Saviour cries, 
With love and duty in his eyes, 

" I come, to bear the heavy load 
Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 

5 " 'Tis written in thy great decree* 
'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 

I must fulfil the Saviour's part, 
And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 

6 "111 magnify thy holy law, 
And rebels to obedience draw., 



PSALM 41, 42. 65 

When on my cross Fm lifted high, 
Or to my crown above the sky. 

" The Spirit shall descend and show 
What thou hast done, and what I do; 
The wondering world shall learn thy grace,, 
And all creation tune thy praise." 

Psalm 41. L. M. 

BLEST is the man whose heart can move, 
And melt with pity to the poor ; 
Whose soul, by sympathising love, 
Feels what his fellow saints endure. 

His heart contrives for their relief, 
More good than his own hands can do ; 
He, in the time of general grief, 
Shall find the Lord has mercy too. 
His soul shall live secure on earth, 
With secret blessings on his head, 
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth, 
Around him multiply their dead. 
Or if he languish on his couch, 
God will pronounce his sins forgiven, 
Will save him with a healing touch, 
Or take his willing soul to heaven. 
Psalm 42. first part. C. M. 

WITH earnest longings of the mind, 
My God, to thee I look ; 
So pants the hunted hart to find 
And taste the cooling brook. 
When shall I see thy courts of grace, 

And meet my God again ? 
So long an absence from thy face 
My heart endures with pain. 

Temptations vex my weary soul, 
And tears are my repast ; 
f2 



66 PSALM 42. 

The foe insults without control* 
" And where 's your God at last V 9 

4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now 

I think on ancient days : 
Then to thy house did numbers go ? 
And all our work was praise. 

5 But why, my soul, sink down so far 

Beneath this heavy load ? 

My spirit, w T hy indulge despair* 

And sin against my God ? 

6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand 

Can all thy woes remove ; 
For I shall yet before him stand, 
And sing restoring love. 

Psalm 42. second part. L. M. 
1VTY spirit sinks within me, Lord, 
-^-*- But I will call thy name to mind, 
And times of past distress record, 
When I have found my God was kind. 

2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise, 
Swell like a sea, and round me spread : 
Thy water-spouts drown all my joys. 
And rising waves roll o'er my head. 

3 Yet will the Lord command his love, 
When I address his throne by day ; 
Nor in the night his grace remove : 
The night shall hear me sing and pray. 

4 I'll cast myself before his feet, 

And say, " My God, my heavenly Rock ! 

Why doth thy love so long forget 

The soul that groans beneath thy stroke ?" 

5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low ; 
Why should my soul indulge her grief? 



PSALM 43, 44. 67 

Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; 
He is my rest, my sure relief. 
6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; 
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, 
And lead me to thy heavenly hill, 
My God, my most exceeding joy. 

Psalm 43. CM. 

JUDGE me, O God, and plead my cause* 
Against a sinful race ; 
From vile oppression and deceit 
Secure me by thy grace. 

2 On thee my steadfast hope depends, 

And am I left to mourn ? 
To sink in sorrows, and in vain 
Implore thy kind return ? 

3 Oh send thy light to guide my feet, 

And bid thy truth appear ; 
Conduct me to thy holy hill, 
To taste thy mercies there. 

4 Then to thy altar, oh my God, 

My joyful feet shall rise, 
And my triumphant song shall praise 
The God that rules the skies. 

5 Sink not, my soul, beneath thy fear, 

Nor yield to dark despair ; 
For I shall live to praise the Lord, 
And bless his guardian care. 

Psalm 44. C. M. 

LORD, we have heard thy works of old, 
Thy works of power and grace, 
When to our ears our fathers told 
The wonders of their days. 
2 They saw the beauteous churches rise, 
The spreading gospel run ; 



68 PSALM 44. 

While light and glory from the skies 
Through all their temples shone. 

3 In God they boasted all the day, 

And in a cheerful throng 
Did thousands meet to praise and pray, 
And grace was all their song. 

4 But now our souls are seized with shame, 

Confusion fills our face, 
To hear the enemy blaspheme, 
And fools reproach thy grace. 

5 Yet have we not forgot our God, 

Nor falsely dealt with heaven ; 
Nor have our steps declined the road 
Of duty thou hast given: 

6 Though dragons all around us roar 

With their destructive breath, 
And thine own hand has bruised us sore, 
Hard by the gates of death. 

7 We are exposed all day to die, 

As martyrs for thy name ; 
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie, 
And wait the kindling flame. 

8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord, 

Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? 
Why should we seem like men abhorred, 
Or banished from thy face ? 

9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off, 

And still neglect our cries? 
For ever hide thine heavenly love 
From our afflicted eyes ? 

10 Down to the dust our soul is bowed, 

And dies upon the ground ; 
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, 
And all their powers confound. 



PSALM 45. 69 

1 1 Redeem us from perpetual shame, 

Our Saviour and our God ; 
We plead the honours of thy name, 
The merits of thy blood. 

Psalm 45. first part. C. M. 

I'LL speak the honours of my King, 
His form divinely fair ; 
None of the sons of mortal race 
May with the Lord compare. 

2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace 

Upon thy lips is shed ; 
Thy God, with blessings infinite, 
Hath crowned thy sacred head. 

3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince, 

Ride with majestic sway ; 
Thy terror shall strike through thy foes. 
And make the world obey. 

4 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, 

Thy word of grace shall prove 
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, 
To rule thy saints by love. 

5 Justice and truth attend thee still, 

But mercy is thy choice : 
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill 
With most peculiar joys. 

Psalm 45. second part. L. M. 

NOW be my heart inspired to sing 
The glories of my Saviour King, 
Jesus the Lord ; how heavenly fair 
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 
2 O'er all the sons of human race 
He shines with far superior grace ; 
Love from his lips divinely flows, 
And blessings all his state compose. 



70 PSALM 45. 

3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, 
Gird on the terror of thy sword ; 

In majesty and glory ride 

With truth and meekness at thy side. 

4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, 
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart ; 
Or words of mercv kind and sweet 
Shalt melt the rebels at thy feet. 

5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, 
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; 
Thy laws and works are just and right, 
But grace and justice thy delight. 

6 God, thine own God, has richly shed 
His oil of gladness on thy head ; 
And with his sacred Spirit blest 
His first-born Son above the rest. 

Psalm 45. third part. L. M. 

THE King of saints, how fair his face, 
Adorned with majesty and grace ! 
He comes with blessings from above, 
And wins the nations to his love. 

2 At his right hand our eyes behold 
The Queen arrayed in purest gold ; 
The world admires her heavenly dress ; 
Her robes of joy and righteousness. 

3 He forms her beauties like his own, 
He calls and seats her near his throne ; 
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget 
The idols of thy native state. 

4 So shall the King the more rejoice 
In thee, the favorite of his choice ; 
Let him be loved, and yet adored, 
For he 's thy Maker and thy Lord. 



PSALM 46. 71 

5 Oh happy hour, when thou shalt rise 
To his fair palace in the skies, 

And all thy sons, (a numerous train,) 
Each like a prince in glory reign. 

6 Let endless honours crown his head ; 
Let every age his praises spread ; 
While we with cheerful songs approve 
The condescension of his love. 

Psalm 46. first part. L. M. 
f^JOD is the refuge of his saints, 
^-* When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold him present with his aid. 

2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 
Down to the deep, and buried there ; 
Convulsions shake the solid world, 

Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, 
In sacred peace our souls abide, 
While every nation, every shore, 
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 

4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God! 

Life, love, and joy still gliding through, 
And watering our divine abode. 

5 That sacred stream, thine holy word, 
Supports our faith, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace thy promises afford, 

And give new strength to fainting souls. 

6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, 
Secure against a threatening hour ; 
Nor can her firm foundation move, 
Built on his truth, and armed with power. 



72 PSALM 46, 47. 

Psalm 46. second part. L. M. 

LET Zion in her King rejoice, 
Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise j 
He utters his almighty voice, 
The nations melt, the tumult dies. 

2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, 
And Jacob's God is still our aid ; 
Behold the works his hand has wrought, 
What desolations he has made ! 

3 From sea to sea, through all the shores, 
He makes the noise of battle cease ; 
When from on high his thunder roars, 
He awes the trembling world to peace. 

4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear, 
Chariots he burns with heavenly flame; 
Let earth in silent wonder hear 

The sound and glory of his name. 

5 Be still, and learn that he is God, 
He reigns exalted o'er the lands ; 

He will be known and feared abroad. 
But still his throne in Zion stands. 

6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, 
While we so near thy presence dwell, 
Our faith shall sit secure and sing, 
Nor fear the raging powers of hell. 

Psalm 47. CM. 
|"|H for a shout of sacred joy 
^^ To God, the sovereign King ! 
Let every land their tongues employ, 
And hymns of triumph sing. 

2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; 
His heavenly guards around 
Attend him rising through the sky, 
With trumpet's joyful sound. 



PSALM 48. 73 

3 While angels shout and praise their King 

Let mortals learn their strains ; 
Let all the earth his honours sing ; 
O'er all the earth he reigns. 

4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound ; 

Let knowledge guide the song ; 
Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
Upon a thoughtless tongue* 

5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 

He loved that chosen race ; 
But now he calls the world his own, 
And heathens taste his grace. 

6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's, 

There Abraham's God is known ; 
While powers and princes, shields and swords, 
Submit before his throne. 

Psalm 48. first part. S. M. 

GREAT is the Lord our God, 
And let his praise be great ; 
He makes his churches his abode, 
His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of his grace, 

How beautiful they stand ! 
The honours of our native place, 
And bulwarks of our land. 

3 In Zion God is known 

A refuge in distress ; 
How bright has his salvation shone ! 
How fair his heavenly grace ! 

4 When kings against her joined, 

And saw the Lord was there, 
In wild confusion of the mind 
They fled with hasty fear. 

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74 PSALM 48. 

5 When navies, tall and proud, 

Attempt to spoil our peace, 
He sends his tempests roaring loud, 
And sinks them in the seas. 

6 Oft have our fathers told, 

Our eyes have often seen, 
How well our God secures the fold, 
Where his own flocks have been. 

7 In every new distress 

We'll to his house repair, 
Recall to mind his wondrous grace, 
And seek deliverance there. 

Psalm 48. second part. S. M. 

FAR as thy name is known 
The world declares thy praise ; 
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne 
Their songs of honour raise. 

2 With joy thy people stand 

On Zion's chosen hill, 
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
And counsels of thy will. 

3 Let strangers walk around 

The city where we dwell, 
Compass and view thy holy ground, 
And mark the building well : 

4 The orders of thy house, 

The worship of thy court, 
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; 
And make a fair reports 

5 How decent and how wise ! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
And rites adorned with gold. 



PSALM 49. 75 

8 The God we worship now 
Will guide us till we die ; 
Will be our God while here below, 
And ours above the sky. 

Psalm 49. first part. C. M. 
"Vl^HY doth the man of riches grow 

** To insolence and pride, 
To see his wealth and honours flow 
With every rising tide ? 

2 Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, 

Made of the self-same clay, 
And boast as though his flesh were born 
Of better dust than they ? 

3 Not all his treasures can procure 

His soul a short reprieve, 
Redeem from death one guilty hour, 
Or make his brother live. 

4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold, 

The ransom is too high ; 
Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold, 
That man may never die. 

5 He sees the brutish and the wise, 

The timorous and the brave, 
Quit their possessions, close their eyes, 
And hasten to the grave. 

6 Yet, 'tis his inward thought and pride 

" My house shall ever stand ; 
And that my name may long abide 
I'll give it to my land." 

7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, 

How soon his memory dies ! 
His name is buried in the dust, 
Where his own body lies. 



76 PSALM 49. 

8 This is the folly of their way ; 

And yet their sons, as vain, 
Approve the words their fathers say, 
And act their works again. 

9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, 

Though honour raise them high, 
Live like the beasts, a thoughtless race, 
And like the beasts they die. 

10 Laid in the grave, like silly sheep, 

Death triumphs o'er them there, 
Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep, 
And wakes them in despair. 

Psalm 49. second part. C. M. 

TE sons of pride, that hate the just, 
And trample on the poor, 
When death has brought you down to dust, 
Your pomp shall rise no more. 

2 The last great day shall change the scene ; 

When will that hour appear ? 
When shall the just revive, and reign 
O'er all that scorned them here ? 

3 God will my naked soul receive, 

Called from the world away, 
And break the prison of the grave, 
To raise my mouldering clay. 

4 Heaven is my everlasting home, 

Th' inheritance is sure ; 
Let men of pride their rage resume, 
But I'll repine no more. 

Psalm 49. third part. L. M. 
"VIJ^HY do the proud insult the poor, 

* * And boast the large estates they have? 
How vain are riches to secure 
Their haughty owners from the grave ! 



PSALM 50. 77 

2 They can't redeem an hour from death 
With all the wealth in which they trust ; 
Nor give a dying brother breath, 
When God commands him down to dust. 

3 There the dark earth and dismal shade 
Shall clasp their naked bodies round ; 
That flesh so delicately fed 

Lies cold and moulders in the ground. 

4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies, 
And leaves his glories in the tomb : 
The saints shall in the morning rise. 
And hear the oppressor's awful doom. 

5 His honours perish in the dust, 

And pomp and beauty, birth and blood ; 
That glorious day exalts the just 
To full dominion o'er the proud. 

6 My Saviour shall my life restore, 
And raise me from my dark abode ; 
My flesh and soul shall part no more, 
But dwell for ever near my God. 

Psalm 50. first part. C. M. 

THE Lord, the Judge, before his throne 
Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
The nations near the rising sun, 
And near the western sky. 

2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 

" Judgment will ne'er begin;" 
No more abuse his long delay 
To insolence and sin. 

3 Throned on a cloud our God shall come, 

Bright flames prepare his way, 
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm 
Lead on the dreadful day. 
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78 PSALM 50, 

4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, 

Attending angels come, 
And earth and hell shall know and fear 
His justice and their doom. 

5 " But gather all my saints," he cries, 

" That made their peace with God 
By the Redeemer's sacrifice, 
And sealed it with his blood, 

6 Their faith and works, brought forth to light, 

Shall make the world confess 
My sentence of reward is right, 
And heaven adore my grace." 

Psalm 50. second part. C. M. 

THUS saith the Lord, " the spacious fields, 
And flocks and herds are mine : 
O'er all the cattle of the hills 
I claim a right divine. 

2 I ask no sheep for sacrifice, 

Nor bullocks burnt with fire : 
To hope and love, to pray and praise, 
Is all that I require. 

3 Invoke my name when trouble's near, 

My hand shall set thee free ; 
Then shall thy thankful lips declare 
The honour due to me. 

4 The man that offers humble praise, 

Declares my glory best ; 
And those that tread my holy ways, 
Shall my salvation taste." 

Psalm 50. third part. C. M. 
"T/tTHEN Christ to judgment shall descend, 

* * And saints surround their Lord, 
He calls the nations to attend 
And hear his awful word. 



PSALM 50. 79 

2 " Not for the want of bullocks slain 

Will I the world reprove ; 
Altars, and rites, and forms are vain 
Without the fire of love. 

3 And what have hypocrites to do 

To bring their sacrifice? 
They call my statutes just and true. 
But deal in theft and lies. 

4 Could you expect t' escape my sight 

And sin without control ? 
But I shall bring your crimes to light, 
With anguish in your soul." 

5 Consider, ye that slight the Lord 

Before his wrath appear ; 
If once you fall beneath his sword, 
There 's no deliverer there. 

Psalm 50. fourth part. L. M. 

THE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns, 
Let hypocrites attend and fear, 
Who place their hope in rites and forms, 
But make not faith and love their care. 

2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name 
With lips of falsehood and deceit ; 
A friend or brother they defame, 

And soothe and flatter those they hate. 

3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, 
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face ; 
They take his covenant on their tongue, 
But break his laws, abuse his grace. 

4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean, 
Defiled with lust, defiled with blood ; 
By night they practise every sin, 

By day their mouths draw 7 near to God. 



80 PSALM 50. 

5 And while his judgments long delay, 
They grow secure and sin the more ; 
They think he sleeps as well as they, 
And put far off the dreadful hour. 

6 Oh dreadful hour ! when God draws near. 
And sets their crimes before their eyes ! 
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, 
And no deliverer dare to rise. 

Psalm 50. fifth part. P. M. 

THE God of glory sends his summons forth, 
Calls the south nations and awakes the 
north ; 
From east to west the sovereign orders spread, 
Thro 9 distant worlds and regions of the dead. 
The trumpet sounds, hell trembles, heaven 

rejoices ; 
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful 
voices. 

2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; 
His vengeance sleeps no more ; behold the day; 
Behold the Judge descends; his guards are 

nigh ; 
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky. 
When God appears, all nature shall adore 

him ; 
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before 

him. 

3 " Heaven, earth, and hell draw near ; let all 

things come 

To hear my justice and the sinner's doom ; 

But gather first my saints, (the judge com- 
mands,) 

Bring them, ye angels, from their distant 
lands." 



PSALM 50. 81 

When Christ returns, wake every cheerful 

passion ; 
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your 

salvation. 

4 " Behold my covenant stands for ever good, 
Sealed by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, 

And signed with all their names, the Greek, 

the Jew, 
That paid the ancient worship or the new." 
There 's no distinction here ; join all your 

voices, 
And raise your heads, ye saints, for heaven 
rejoices. 

5 " Here (saith the Lord) ye angels, spread their 

thrones, 
And near me seat my favorites and my sons ; 
Come, my redeemed, possess the joys pre- 
pared 
Ere time began, 'tis your divine reward." 
When Christ returns, wake every cheerful 

passion ; 
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your 
salvation. 

6 " Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise ; 
Awake before this dreadful morning rise ; 
Change your vain thoughts, your sinful works 

amend. 
Fly to the Saviour; make the Judge your 

friend." 
Then join the saints, wake every cheerful 

passion : 
When Christ returns, he comes for your 

salvation. 



82 PSALM 51. 

Psalm 51. first part. L. M. 
. ^1 HOW pity, Lord ; O Lord, forgive, 

^ Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free ? 

May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace ; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain my eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

Psalm 51. second part. L. M. 

LORD, I am vile, conceived in sin, 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 
The law demands a perfect heart; 
But we're defiled in every part. 



PSALM 51. 83 

3 Great God, create my heart anew, 
And form my spirit pure and true ; 
Oh make me wise betimes to spy 
My danger and my remedy. 

4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; 
My only refuge is thy grace ; 

No outward forms can make me clean ; 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
Hath power sufficient to atone ; 

Thy blood can make me white as snow ; 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; 
Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice 
And make my broken heart rejoice. 

Psalm 51. third part. L. M. 

OTHOU that hear'st when sinners cry, 
Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
Behold them not with angry look, 
But blot their memory from thy book. 

2 Create my nature pure within, 
And form my soul averse to sin : 
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 

3 I cannot live without thy light, 

Cast out and banished from thy sight; 
Thine holy joys, my God, restore, 
And guard me, that I fall no more. 



84 PSALM 51. 

4 Though I have grieved thy spirit, Lord, 
Thy help and comfort still afford, 

And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
To plead the merits of thy Son. 

5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

7 Then will I teach the world thy ways : 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pardoning God. 

8 O may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
Salvation shall be all my song; 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 

Psalm 51. fourth part. C. M. 

LORD, I would spread my sore distress 
And guilt before thine eyes ; 
Against thy laws, against thy grace, 
How high my crimes arise ! 

2 Hadst thou condemned my soul to hell, 

And crushed me to the dust, 
Heaven had approved thy vengeance well, 
And earth had owned it just. 

3 I from the stock of Adam came, 

Unholy and unclean ; 
All my original is shame, 
And all my nature sin. 



PSALM 51. 85 

4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew 

Contagion with my breath ; 
And as my days advanced, I grew 
A j lister prey for death. 

5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul 

With thy forgiving love ; 
Oh make my broken spirit whole, 
And bid my pains remove. 

6 Let not thy Spirit e'er depart, 

Nor drive me from thy face ; 
Create anew my vicious heart, 
And fill it with thy grace. 

7 Then will I make thy mercy known 

Before the sons of men; 
Backsliders shall address thy throne, 
And turn to God again. 

Psalm 51. fifth part. C. M. 

OGOD of mercy, hear my call, 
My loads of guilt remove j 
Break down this separating wall, 
That bars me from thy love. 

2 Give me the presence of thy grace j 

Then my rejoicing tongue 
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, 
And make thy praise my song. 

3 No blood of goats nor heifers slain, 

For sin could e'er atone j 
The death of Christ shall still remain 
Sufficient and alone. 

4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert 

My God will ne'er despise ; 
An humble groan, a broken heart 
Is our best sacrifice. 

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86 PSALM 52. 

Psalm 52. first part. C. M. 

WHY should the mighty make their boast, 
And heavenly grace despise ? 
In their own arm they put their trust, 
And fill their mouth with lies. 

2 Our God in vengeance shall destroy, 

And drive them from his face ; 
No more shall they his church annoy, 
Nor find on earth a place. 

3 But like a cultured olive grove, 

Dressed in immortal green, 
Thy children, blooming in thy love, 
Amid thy courts are seen. 

4 On thine eternal grace, O Lord, 

Thy saints shall rest secure, 
And all who trust thy holy word, 
Shall find salvation sure. 

Psalm 52. second part. L. M. 
Y^THY should the haughty tyrant boast 
* " His vengeful arm, his warlike host ? 
While blood defiles his cruel hand, 
And desolation wastes the land. 

2 He joys to hear the captive's cry, 
The widow's groan, the orphan's sigh : 
And when the wearied sword would spare, 
His falsehood spreads the fatal snare. 

3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong, 
And arms with rage his impious tongue ; 
With pride proclaims his dreadful power, 
And bids the trembling world adore. 

4 But God beholds, and with a frown, 
Casts to the dust his honours down ; 
The righteous freed, their hopes recall, 
And hail the proud oppressor's fall. 



PSALM 53, 54. 87 

How low the proud transgressor lies, 
Who dared th' eternal power despise ! 
And vainly deemed, with envious joy, 
His arm almighty to destroy. 
We praise the Lord, who heard our cries, 
And sent salvation from the skies ; 
The saints who saw our mournful days, 
Shall join our grateful songs of praise. 

Psalm 53. C. M. 

ARE all the foes of Zion fools, 
Who thus destroy her saints ? 
Do they not know her Saviour rules, 

And pities her complaints ? 
They shall be seized with sad surprise ; 

For God's avenging arm 
Shall crush the hand that dares arise 
To do his children harm. 

In vain the sons of Satan boast 

Of armies in array ; 
When God on high dismays their host, 

They fall an easy prey. 
Oh for a word from Zion's King, 

Her captives to restore ! 
The joyful saints thy praise shall sing, 

And Israel weep no more. 

Psalm 54. C. M. 

BEHOLD us, Lord, and let our cry 
Before thy throne ascend ; 
Cast thou on us a pitying eye, 

And still our lives defend. 
For impious foes insult us round ; 

Oppressive, proud, and vain ; 
They cast thy temples to the ground, 
And all our rights profane. 



88 PSALM 55. 

3 Yet thy forgiving grace we trust, 

And in thy power rejoice ; 
Thine arms shall bring our foes to dust, 
Thy praise inspire our voice. 

4 Be thou with those whose friendly hand 

Upheld us in distress, 
Extend thy truth through every land, 
And still thy people bless. 

Psalm 55. first part. C. M. 

OGOD, my refuge, hear my cries. 
Behold my flowing tears ; 
For earth and hell my hurt devise, 
And triumph in my fears. 

2 Their rage is leveled at my life, 

My soul with guilt they load, 
And fill my thoughts with inward strife, 
To shake my hope in God. 

3 What inward pains my heart-strings wound ! 

I groan with every breath ; 
Horror and fear beset me round 
Amongst the shades of death. 

4 Oh were I like a feathered dove. 

And innocence had wings, 
I'd fly, and make a long remove 
From all these restless things. 

5 Let me to some wild desert go, 

And find a peaceful home 
Where storms of malice never blow, 
Temptations never come. 

6 By morning light I'll seek his face, 

At noon repeat my cry ; 
The night shall hear me ask his grace. 
Nor will he long deny. 



PSALM 55. 89 

7 God shall preserve my soul from fear, 

Or shield me when afraid; 
Ten thousand angels must appear 
If he command their aid. 

8 I cast my burdens on the Lord, 

The Lord sustains them all ; 
My courage rests upon his word, 
That saints shall never fall. 

9 My highest hopes shall not be vain, 

My lips shall spread his praise ; 
While cruel and deceitful men, 
Scarce live out half their days. 

Psalm 55. second part. S. M. 

LET sinners take their course, 
And choose the road to death ; 
But in the worship of my God 
I'll spend my daily breath. 

2 My thoughts address his throne, 

When morning brings the light; 
I seek his blessing every noon, 
And pay my vows at night. 

3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 

O my eternal God ! 
While sinners perish in surprise 
Beneath thine angry rod. 

4 Because they dwell at ease, 

And no sad changes feel, 
They neither fear, nor trust thy name, 
Nor learn to do thy will. 

5 But I, with all my cares, 

Will lean upon the Lord ; 
I'll cast my burden on his arm, 
And rest upon his word. 
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90 PSALM 56. 

6 His ami shall well sustain 
The children of his love ; 
The ground on which their safety stands, 
No earthly power can move. 

Psalm 56. first part. C. M. 

OTHOU whose justice reigns on high. 
And makes the oppressor cease, 
Behold how envious sinners try 
To vex and break my peace. 

2 The sons of violence and lies 

Join to devour me, Lord ; 
But as my hourly dangers rise. 
My refuge is thy word. 

3 In God most holy, just, and true, 

I have reposed my trust ; 
Nor will I fear what flesh can do, 
The offspring of the dust. 

4 They wrest my words to mischief still, 

Charge me with unknown faults ; 
Mischief doth all their counsels fill, 
And malice all their thoughts. 

5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? 

Must their devices stand ? 
Oh cast the haughty sinner down, 
And let him know thy hand. 

Psalm 56. second part. C. M. 

GOD counts the sorrows of his saints, 
Their groans affect his ears ; 
Thou hast a book for my complaints, 
A bottle for my tears. 
2 When to thy throne I raise my cry, 
The wicked fear and flee : 
So swift is prayer to reach the sky, 
So near is God to me. 



PSALM 57. 91 

In thee, most holy, just, and true, 

I have reposed my trust; 
Nor will I fear what man can do, 

The offspring of the dust. 

Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, 

Thou shalt receive my praise ; 
I'll sing how faithful is thy word, 

How righteous all thy ways. 

Thou hast secured my soul from death : 

Oh set thy prisoner free, 
That heart and hand, and life and breath. 

May be employed for thee. 

Psalm 57. L. M. 

\Y God, in whom are all the springs 



i-T* Of boundless love and grace unknown, 
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 
Till the dark cloud is overblown. 

2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, 
The Lord will my desires perform; 
He sends his angels from the sky, 

And saves me from the threatening storm* 

3 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens where angels dwell ; 
Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 

4 My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise 
Immortal honours to thy name ; 
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, 
And reaches to the utmost sky ; 

His truth to endless years remains, 
When lower worlds dissolve and die. 



92 PSALM 58. 

6 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens where angels dwell ; 
Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 
Psalm 58. P.M. 

JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, 
Will ye despise the righteous cause ? 
When vile oppression wastes the land, 
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, 
And let rich sinners 'scape secure, 

While gold and greatness bribe your hand? 

2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, 
That God will judge the judges too ? 

High in the heavens his justice reigns; 
Yet you invade the rights of God, 
And send your bold decrees abroad, 

To bind the conscience in your chains. 

3 A poisoned arrow is your tongue, 
The arrow sharp, the poison strong, 

And death attends where'er it wounds; 
You hear no counsels, cries, nor tears ; 
So the deaf adder stops her ears 

Against the power of charming sounds. 

4 Break out their teeth, eternal God ; 
Those teeth of lions, dyed in blood j 

And crush the serpents in the dust : 
As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, 
Before the sweeping tempest flies, 

So let their hopes and names be lost. 

5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky ; 
Their grandeur melts, their titles die, 

As hills of snow dissolve and run ; 
Or snails that perish in their slime, 
Or births that come before their time, 

Vain births, that never see the sun. 



PSALM 59. 93 

6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord 
Safety and joy to saints afford ; 

And all that hear shall join and say, 
" Sure there 's a God that rules on high, 
A God that hears his children cry, 

And will their sufferings well repay/ 5 

Psalm 59. S. M. 

FROM foes that round us rise, 
O God of heaven defend, 
Who brave the vengeance of the skies, 
And with thy saints contend- 

2 Behold, from distant shores, 

And desert wilds they come, 
Combine for blood their cruel force, 
And through thy cities roam. 

3 Beneath the silent shade, 

Their secret plots they lay, 
Our peaceful walls by night invade, 
And w T aste the fields by day. 

4 And will the God of grace, 

Regardless of our pain, 
Permit, secure, that impious race 
To riot in their reign ? 

5 In vain their secret guile, 

Or open force they prove ; 
His eye can pierce the deepest veil, 
His hand their strength remove. 

6 Yet save them, Lord, from death, 

Subdue them by thy word, 
Confound their councils with thy breath, 
But pardoning grace afford. 

7 Then shall our grateful voice 

Proclaim our guardian God ; 



94 PSALM 60, 61. 

The nations round the earth rejoice. 
And sound thy praise abroad. 

Psalm 60. C. M. 

LORD, thou hast scourged our guilty land ; 
Behold thy people mourn ; 
Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand ? 
Shall mercy ne'er return ? 

2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye, 

Earth's haughty towers decay ; 
Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky, 
And mortals melt away. 

3 Our Zion trembles at the stroke, 

And dreads thy lifted hand; 
Oh heal the people thou hast broke, 
And save the sinking land. 

4 Exalt thy banner in the field, 

For those that fear thy name ; 
From barbarous hosts our nation shield, 
And put our foes to shame. 

5 Attend our armies to the fight, 

And be their guardian God ; 
In vain shall numerous powers unite 
Against thy lifted rod. 

6 Our troops beneath thy guiding hand, 

Shall gain a glad renown : 
9 Tis God who makes the feeble stand, 
And treads the mighty down. 

Psalm 61. first part. S. M. 

"VJtTHEN overwhelmed with grief, 

* * My heart within me dies, 
Helpless and far from all relief, 

To heaven I lift mine eyes. 



PSALM 61. 95 

Oh lead me to the rock 

That 's high above my head, 
And make the covert of thy wings 

My shelter and my shade. 
Within thy presence, Lord, 

For ever I'll abide ; 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 

The refuge where I hide. 

Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thy name ; 
If endless life be their reward, 

I shall possess the same. 

Psalm 61. second part. P. M. 

LORD, hear my voice, my prayer attend, 
From earth's far distant coasts I bend, 

With supplicating cry : 
When the dark storm o'erwhelms my breast, 
Then lead me on the Rock to rest, 

That 's higher far than I ! 
Long has my soul thy shelter found, 
And thee I boast when foes surround, 

The tower of my defence ; 
Still in thy presence I'll abide, 
Beneath thy wings securely hide. 

And none shall pluck me thence. 

Thou, gracious Lord, my vows didst hear, 
And 'midst the men who own thy fear 

My heritage ordain : 
Thine arm has raised my Saviour high, 
Enthroned him King o'er earth and sky, 

And bid his years remain ! 
Eternal shall his throne endure, 
Mercy and truth his reign secure, 

In the bright realms of day : 



96 PSALM 62, 63. 

My God, my lips exalt thy name, 
Salvation from thy grace I claim, 
And daily vows repay. 

Psalm 62. L. M. 

MY spirit looks to God alone ; 
My rock and refuge is his throne ; 
In all my fears, in all my straits, 
My soul on his salvation waits. 

2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, 
Pour out your hearts before his face ; 
When helpers fail, and foes invade, 
God is our all-sufficient aid. 

3 False are the men of high degree, 
The baser sort are vanity ; 

Laid in a balance, both appear 
Light as a puff of empty air. 

4 Make not increasing gold your trust, 
Nor set your hearts on glittering dust; 
Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke, 
And not believe what God has spoke ? 

5 Once has his awful voice declared, 
Once and again my ears have heard 
" All power is his eternal due; 

He must be feared and trusted too/' 

6 For sovereign power reigns not alone, 
Grace is a partner of the throne ; 
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, 
Shall well divide our last reward. 

Psalm 63. first part. C. M. 
"O ARLY, my God, without delay, 
JL* I haste to seek thy face ; 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 



PSALM 63. 97 

2 IVe seen thy glory and thy power 

Through all thy temple shine ; 
My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
That vision so divine. 

3 Not all the blessings of a feast 

Can please my soul so well, 
As when thy richer grace I taste, 
And in thy presence dwell. 

4 Not life itself, with all its joys, 

Can my best passions move, 
Or raise so high my cheerful voice, 
As thy forgiving love. 

5 Thus till my last expiring day, 

I'll bless my God and King; 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 

Psalm 63. second part. L. M. 

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, 
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
Thou art my Father and my God ; 

And I am thine by sacred ties ; 

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For thee I long, to thee I look, 

As travellers, in thirsty lands, 
Pant for the cooling water brook. 

4 With early feet I love t' appear 
Among thy saints and seek thy face ; 
Oft have I seen thy glory there, 

And felt the power of sovereign grace. 



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PSALM 63. 



Amidst the wakeful hours of night, 
When busy cares afflict my head, 
One thought of thee gives new delight, 
And adds refreshment to my bed. 

6 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And bless the remnant of my days. 

Psalm 63. third part. S. M. 

MY God, permit my tongue 
This joy, to call thee mine ; 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty, fainting soul 

Thy mercy does implore : 
Not travellers in desert lands 
Can pant for water more. 

3 Within thy churches, Lord, 

I long to find my place, 
Thy power and glory to behold, 
And feel thy quickening grace. 

4 For life without thy love 

No relish can afford j 
No joy can be compared with this, 
To serve and please the Lord. 

5 Since thou hast been my help, 

To thee my spirit flies, 
And on thy watchful providence 
My cheerful hope relies. 

6 The shadow of thy wings 

My soul in safety keeps ; 
I follow where my Father leads, 
And he supports my steps. 



PSALM 64, 65. 99 

Psalm 64. L. M. 

GREAT God, attend to my complaint, 
Nor let my drooping spirit faint ; 
When foes in secret spread the snare, 
Let my salvation be thy care. 
Shield me without, and guard within 
From treacherous foes and deadly sin; 
May envy, lust, and pride depart, 
And heavenly grace expand my heart. 

Thy justice and thy power display, 
And scatter far thy foes away ; 
While listening nations learn thy word, 
And saints triumphant bless the Lord. 
Then shall thy church exalt her voice, 
And all that love thy name rejoice ; 
By faith approach thine awful throne, 
And plead the merits of thy Son. 

Psalm 65. first part. L. M. 

THE praise of Zion waits for thee, 
My God, and praise becomes thy house; 
There shall thy saints thy glory see, 
And there perform their public vows. 

O thou, whose mercy bends the skies, 
To save when humble sinners pray ; 
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, 
And every yielding heart obey. 
Against my will my sins prevail, 
But grace shall purge away the stain ; 
The blood of Christ will never fail 
To wash my garments white again. 
Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, 
And give him kind access to thee ; 
Give him a place within thy house, 
To taste thy love divinely free. 



100 PSALM 65. 

5 With dreadful glory God fulfils 
What his afflicted saints request; 
And with almighty wrath reveals 
His love to give his churches rest* 

6 Then shall the flocking nations run 
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord ; 
The rising and the setting sun 
Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 

Psalm 65. second fart. L. M. 

THE God of our salvation hears 
The groans of Zion mixed with tears ; 
Yet when he comes with kind designs, 
Through all the way his terror shines. 

2 On him the race of man depends, 
Far as the earth's remotest ends, 
Where the Creator's name is known 
By nature's feeble light alone. 

3 Sailors, that travel o*er the flood, 
Address their frighted souls to God, 
When tempests rage and billows roar 
At dreadful distance from the shore. 

4 He bids the noisy tempests cease ; 
He calms the raging crowd to peace, 
When a tumultuous nation raves 
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves. 

5 Whole kingdoms, shaken by the storm, 
He settles in a peaceful form ; 
Mountains established by his hand, 
Firm on their old foundations stand. 

6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, 
New comets blaze, and lightnings fly ; 
The heathen lands, with swift surprise, 
From the bright horrors turn their eyes. 



PSALM 65. 101 

7 At his command the morning ray 
Smiles in the east, and leads the day; 
He guides the sun's declining wheels 
Over the tops of western hills. 

8 Seasons and times obey his voice ; 
The evening and the morn rejoice 

To see the earth made soft with showers, 
Laden with fruit, and drest in flowers. 

9 'Tis from his watery stores on high 
He gives the thirsty ground supply; 
He walks upon the clouds, and thence 
Doth his enriching drops dispense. 

10 The desert grows a fruitful field, 
Abundant fruit the valleys yield ; 
The vallevs shout with cheerful voice, 
And neighbouring hills repeat their joys. 

11 The pastures smile in green array, 
There lambs and larger cattle play ; 
The larger cattle and the lamb, 

Each in his language speaks thy name. 

12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine; 
O'er every field thy glories shine ; 
Through every month thy gifts appear : 
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year ! 

Psalm 65. third part. C. M. 

PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, 
There shall our vows be paid ; 
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray, 
All flesh shall seek thine aid. 

2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, 

But pardoning grace is thine, 
And thou wilt grant us power and skill 
To conquer every sin. 
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102 PSALM m 

3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose 

To bring them near thy face, 
Give them a dwelling in thy house, 
To feast upon thy grace. 

4 In answering what thy church requests. 

Thy truth and terror shine, 
And works of dreadful righteousness 
Fulfil thy kind design. 

5 Thus shall the wondering nations see 

The Lord is good and just; 
And distant islands fly to thee, 
And make thy name their trust. 

6 They dread thy glittering tokens, Lord, 

When signs in heaven appear; 
But they shall learn thy holy word, 
And love as well as fear. 

Psalm 65. fourth part. C. M. 
'HPIS by thy strength the mountains stand, 

■*- God of eternal power ; 
The sea grows calm at thy command, 
And tempests cease to roar. 

2 Thy morning light and evening shade 

Successive comforts bring ; 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 

3 Seasons and times and moons and hours, 

Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; 
When clouds distil in fruitful showers, 
The author is divine. 

4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky, 

Borne by the winds around, 
With watery treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 



PSALM 65, 66. 103 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 
And ranks of corn appear; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 
Psalm 65. fifth part. C. M. 

GOOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, 
Who makes the earth his care ; 
Visits the pastures every spring, 
And bids the grass appear. 

2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high, 

Pour out at his command 
Their watery blessings from the sky, 
To cheer the thirsty land. 

3 The softened ridges of the field 

Permit the corn to spring: 
The valleys rich provision yield, 
And the poor labourers sing. 

4 The little hills on every side 

Rejoice at falling showers ; 
The meadows, dressed in beauteous pride, 
Perfume the air with flowers. 

5 The thirsty clods, refreshed with rain, 

Promise a joyful crop; 
The parched grounds look green again, 
And raise the reaper's hope. 

6 The various months thy goodness crowns, 

How bounteous are thy ways ! 
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

Psalm 66. first part. C. M. 

SING, all ye nations, to the Lord, 
Sing with a joyful noise ; 
With melody of sound record 
His honours and your joys. 



104 PSALM 66. 

2 Say to the Power that formed the sky, 

44 How terrible art thou! 
Sinners before thy presence fly, 
Or at thy feet they bow." 

3 Come see the wonders of our God, 

How glorious are his ways ! 
In Moses' hand he put the rod, 
And clave the frighted seas. 

4 He made the ebbing channel dry, 

While Israel passed the flood ; 
There did the church begin their joy, 
And triumph in their God. 

5 He rules by his resistless might ; 

Will rebel mortals dare 
Provoke the Eternal to the fight, 
And tempt that dreadful war ? 

6 Oh bless our God, and never cease ; 

Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; 
He keeps our life, maintains our peace, 
And guides our doubtful ways. 

7 Lord, thou hast proved our suffering souls, 

To make our graces shine; 
So silver bears the burning coals, 
The metal to refine. 

8 Through watery deeps and fiery ways 

We march at thy command, 
Led to possess the promised place 
By thine unerring hand. 

Psalm 66. second part. C. M. 

NOW shall my solemn vows be paid 
To that Almighty Power, 
That heard the long requests I made 
In my distressful hour. 



PSALM 67. 105 

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 
Come ye that fear my God, and hear 
The wonders he has done. 

3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, 

I sought his heavenly aid ; 
He saved my sinking soul from hell. 
And death's eternal shade. 

4 If sin lay covered in my heart 

While prayer employed my tongue ; 
The Lord had shown me no regard, 
Nor I his praises sung. 

5 But God (his name be ever blest) 

Has set my spirit free ; 
Nor turned from him my poor request, 
Nor turned his heart from me. 

Psalm 67. CM. 

SHINE, mighty God, on Zion shine 
With beams of heavenly grace ; 
Reveal thy power through all our coasts, 
And show thy smiling face. 

2 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad; 
And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ? 

3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 

Sing loud with solemn voice ; 
Let every tongue exalt his praise, 
And every heart rejoice. 

4 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, 

That sits enthroned above, 
In wisdom rules the worlds he made 
And bids them taste his love. 



106 PSALM 68. 

5 Earth shall obey his high command, 

And yield a full increase ; 
Our God will crown his chosen land 
With fruitfulness and peace. 

6 God the Redeemer scatters round 

His choicest favours here, 
While the creation's utmost bound 
Shall see, adore, and fear. 

Psalm 68. first part. L. M. 

LET God arise in all his might, 
And put the troops of hell to flight ; 
As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies, 
Before the rising tempest flies. 

2 He comes, arrayed in burning flames: 
Justice and vengeance are his names: 
Behold his fainting foes expire 

Like melting wax before the fire. 

3 He rides, and thunders through the sky, 
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; 
Sing to his name ye sons of grace; 

Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 

4 The widow and the fatherless 
Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; 
In him the poor and helpless find 
A Judge that 's just, a Father kind. 

5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, 
And prisoners see the light again ; 
But rebels that dispute his will 

Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 

6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; 
Crown him, ye nations, in your song : 
His wondrous names and powers rehearse, 
His honours shall enrich your verse. 



PSALM 68. 107 

7 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms; 
How terrible is God in arms ! 

In Israel are his mercies known, 
Israel is his peculiar throne. 

8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest ; 
He 's your defence, your joy, your rest : 
When terrors rise, and nations faint, 
God is the strength of every saint. 

Psalm 68. second part. L. M. 

LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, 
Ten thousand angels filled the sky ; 
Those heavenly guards around thee wait, 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
More glorious when the Lord was there; 
While he pronounced his holy law, 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious powers of hell, 
That thousand souls had captive made, 
Were all in chains, like captives, led. 

4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
He sent his promised Spirit down, 
With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

Psalm 68. third part. L. M. 

WE bless the Lord, the just, the good, 
Who fills our hearts with heavenly food; 
Who pours his blessings from the skies, 
And loads our days with rich supplies. 
2 He sends the sun his circuit round, 
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; 
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain, 
Refresh the thirsty earth again. 



108 PSALM 69. 

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, 
And all our near escapes from death : 
Safety and health to God belong ; 

He -heals the weak, and guards the strong. 

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove 
The common blessings of his love ; 
But the wide difference that remains, 
Is endless joy, or endless pains. 

5 The Lord that bruised the serpent's head, 
On all the serpent's seed shall tread ; 
The stubborn sinner's hope confound, 
And smite him with a lasting wound. 

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise, 
From the deep earth or deeper seas, 
And bring them to his courts above ; 
There shall they taste his special love. 

Psalm 69. first part. C. M. 

" Q AVE me, O God, the swelling floods 

^ Break in upon my soul ; 
I sink, and sorrows o'er my head 
Like mighty waters roll. 

2 " I cry till all my voice be gone, 

In tears I waste the day : 
My God, behold my longing eyes, 
And shorten thy delay. 

3 " They hate my soul without a cause, 

And still their number grows 
~ More than the hairs about my head, 
And mighty are my foes. 

4 " 'Twas then I paid that dreadful debt 

That men could never pay, 
And gave those honours to thy law, 
Which sinners took away." 



PSALM 69. 109 

5 Thus in the great Messiah's name 

The royal prophet mourns ; 
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief, 
And gives us joy by turns. 

6 " Now shall the saints rejoice and find 

Salvation in my name, 
For I have borne their heavy load 
Of sorrow, pain, and shame. 

7 " Grief, like a garment, clothed me round, 

And sackcloth was my dress, 
While I procured, for naked souls, 
A robe of righteousness. 

8 " Amongst my brethren and the Jews 

I like a stranger stood, 
And bore their vile reproach, to bring 
The Gentiles near to God. 

9 " I came in sinful mortals' stead 

To do my Father's will : 
Yet, when I cleansed my Father's house, 
They scandalized my zeal. 

10 " My fastings and my holy groans 

Were made the drunkard's song ; 
But God from his celestial throne, 
Heard my complaining tongue. 

11 " He saved me from the dreadful deep, 

Where fears beset me round ; 
He raised and fixed my sinking feet 
On well-established ground. 

12 " 'Twas in a most accepted hour. 

My prayer arose on high, 
And for my sake my God shall hear 
The dying sinner's cry." 

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110 PSALM 69. 

Psalm 69. second part. C. M. 

NOW let our lips, with holy fear 
And mournful pleasure, sing 
The sufferings of our great High Priest, 
The sorrows of our King. 

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress; 

How high the waters rise! 
While to his heavenly Father's ear 
He sends unceasing cries. 

3 " Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son, 

Nor hide thy shining face ; 
Why should thy favourite look like one 
Forsaken of thy grace ! 

4 " With rage they persecute the man 

That groans beneath thy wound, 
While for a sacrifice I pour 
My life upon the ground. 

5 " They tread my honour to the dust, 

And laugh when I complain ; 
Their sharp insulting slanders add 
Fresh anguish to my pain. 

6 " All my reproach is known to thee, 

The scandal and the shame ; 
Reproach has broke my bleeding heart j 
And lies defiled my name. 

7 " I looked for pity, but in vain ; 

My kindred are my grief: 
I ask my friends for comfort round, 
But meet with no relief. 

8 " With vinegar they mock my thirst, 

They give me gall for food ; 
And sporting with my dying groans, 
They triumph in my blood. 



PSALM 69. Ill 

9 " Shine into my afflicted soul, 

Let thy compassion save ; 
And though my flesh sink down to death 
Redeem it from the grave. 

10 " I shall arise to praise thy name, 

Shall reign in worlds unknown ; 
And thy salvation, O my God, 
Shall seat me on thy throne/' 

PSALM 69. third part. CM. 

FATHER, I sing thy wondrous grace, 
I bless my Saviour's name, 
He bought salvation for the poor, 
And bore the sinner's shame. 

2 His deep distress has raised us high, 

His duty and his zeal 
Fulfilled the law which mortals broke, 
And finished all thy will. 

3 His dying groans, his living songs, 

Shall better please my God, 
Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound, 
Than goat's or bullock's blood. 

4 This shall his humble followers see, 

And set their hearts at rest ; 
They by his death draw near to thee, 
And live for ever blest. 

5 Let heaven and all that dwell on high, 

To God their voices raise, 
While lands and seas assist the sky, 
And join t' advance his praise. 

6 Zion is thine, most holy God, 

Thy Son shall bless her gates ; 
And glory purchased by his blood 
For thine own Israel waits. 



112 PSALM 69,70. 

Psalm 69. fourth part. L. M« 

DEEP in our hearts let us record 
The deeper sorrows of our Lord; 
Behold the rising billows roll 
To overwhelm his holy soul. 

2 In long complaints he spends his breath. 
While hosts of hell, and powers of death. 
And all the sons of malice join 

To execute their curst design. 

3 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love 
Has made the curse a blessing prove ; 
Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son 
Atoned for crimes which we had done. 

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
The honours of thy law restored ; 
His sorrows made thy justice known* 
And paid for follies not his own. 

5 Oh for his sake our guilt forgive, 
And let the mourning sinner live: 
The Lord will hear us in his name, 
Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 

Psalm 70. L. M. 
|"| THOU, whose hand the kingdom sways, 
^J Whom earth, and hell, and heaven obeys, 
To help thy chosen sons appear, 
And show thy power and glory here ! 

2 While stupid mortals, sunk in sleep, 
Slide onward to the fiery deep, 

To sense, and sin, and madness given, 
Believe no hell, and wish no heaven ; 

3 While fools deride, while foes oppress 
And Zion mourns in deep distress; 

Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold, 
Truth fails, and love is waxen cold ; 



PSALM 71. 113 

4 O haste, with every gift inspired, 
With glory, truth, and grace attired, 
Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn; 
Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn ! 

5 Assert the honour of thy name ; 
O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and shame ; 
Bid them beneath thy footstool lie, 

Nor let their souls for ever die. 

6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, 
And grow in love, and truth, and grace; 
Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, 
And yield her fruits of pure delight. 

7 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend; 
Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; 
Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ra}, 
Till life unfolds eternal day ! 

Psalm 71. first part. C. M. 

MY God, my everlasting hope, 
I live upon thy truth ; 
Thine hands have held my childhood up, 
And strengthened all my youth. 

2 My flesh was fashioned by thy power, 

With all these limbs of mine ; 
And from my mother's painful hour, 
I've been entirely thine. 

3 Still has my life new wonders seen 

Repeated every year; 
Behold, my days that yet remain, 
I trust them to thy care. 

4 Cast me not off when strength declines, 

When hoary hairs arise ; 
And round me let thy glory shine, 
Whene'er thy servant dies. 
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114 PSALM 71. 

5 Then in the history of my age. 
When men review my days, 
They'll read thy love in every page* 
In every line thy praise. 

Psalm 71- second part- C. M» 

1MTY Saviour, my almighty friend, 
IfX When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust. 

Thy goodness I adore ; 
And since I knew thy graces first, 
I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road. 
And march, with courage, in thy strength, 
To see my Father, God. 

4 When I am filled with sore distress 

For some surprising sin, 
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
And mention none but thine. 

5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 

The victories of my King ; 
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, 
Shall thy salvation sing. 

G My tongue shall all the day proclaim 
My Saviour and my God, 
His death has brought my foes to shame, 
And saved me by his blood. 

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ; 
With this delightful song 
I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
Nor think the season long. 



PSALM 71. 115 

Psalm 71. third part. C. M. 

GOD of my childhood, and my youth, 
The guide of all my days, 
I have declared thy heavenly truth, 
And told thy wondrous ways. 

2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, 

And leave my fainting heart? 
Who shall sustain my sinking years, 
If God, my strength, depart ? 

3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim 

Before the rising age, 
And leave a savour of thy name 
When I shall quit the stage. 

4 The land of silence and of death 

Attends my next remove ; 
Oh may these poor remains of breath 
Teach the wide world thy love! 

5 Thy righteousness is deep and high, 

Unsearchable thy deeds ; 
Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, 
And all my praise exceeds. 

6 Oft have I heard thy threatenings roar, 

And oft endured the grief; 
But when thy hand has pressed me sore, 
Thy grace was my relief. 

7 By long experience have I known 

Thy sovereign power to save; 
At thy command I venture down 
Securely to the grave. 

8 When I lie buried deep in dust, 

My flesh shall be thy care ; 
These withered limbs with thee I trust, 
To raise them strong and fair. 



116 PSALM 72. 

Psalm 72. first part. L. M. 

GREAT God, whose universal sway 
The known and unknown worlds obey, 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
All heaven submits to his commands; 
His justice shall avenge the poor, 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 With power he vindicates the just, 
And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; 
His worship and his fear shall last, 
Till hours, and years, and time be past. 

4 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
So shall he send his influence down; 
His grace on fainting souls distils, 
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 

5 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death, 
Revive at his first dawning light, 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 

6 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
Drest in the robes of joy and praise; 
Peace, like a river from his throne, 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 

Psalm 72. second part. L. M. 

JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
2 Behold the nations with their kings; 
There Europe her best tribute brings ; 
From north to south the princes meet, 
To pay their homage at his feet. 



PSALM 73. 117 

3 There Persia, glorious to behold, 
And India shines in eastern gold ; 
While western empires own their Lord, 
And savage tribes attend his word. 

4 For him shall endless prayer be made. 
And endless praises crown his head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

5 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 
The joyful prisoner bursts his chains; 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

7 Where he displays his healing power, 
Death and the curse are known no more ; 
In him the tribes of Adam boast 

More blessings than their father lost 

8 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honours to our King; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen. 

Psalm 73. first part. C. M. 

GOD, my supporter and my hope, 
My help for ever near, 
Thine arm of mercy held me up, 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 
Through life's dark wilderness ; 
Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, 
To dwell before thv face. 



118 PSALM 73. 

3 Were I in heaven without my God, 

'Twould be no joy to me ; 
And whilst this earth is my abode, 
I long for none but thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke, 

And flesh and heart should faint, 
God is my soul's eternal rock, 
The strength of every saint. 

5 Behold ! the sinners that remove 

Far from thy presence, die ; 
Not all the idol-gods they love 
Can save them when they cry. 

6 But to draw near to thee, my God, 

Shall be my sweet employ ; 
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, 
And tell the world my joy. 

Psalm 73. second part. L. M. 

LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, 
To mourn, and murmur, and repine, 
To see the wicked placed on high, 
In pride and robes of honour shine. 

2 But oh! their end, their dreadful end ! 
Thy sanctuary taught me so : 

On slippery rocks I see them stand, 
And fiery billows roll below. 

3 Now let them boast how tall they rise, 
I'll never envy them again, 

There they may stand with haughty eyes, 
Till they plunge deep in endless pain. 

4 Their fancied joys how fast they flee ! 
Like dreams, a3 fleeting and as vain ; 
Their songs of softest harmony 

Are but a prelude to their pain. 



PSALM 73. 119 

5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine, 
Too dear to purchase with my blood ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, 
My life, my portion, and my God. 

Psalm 73. third part. S. M. 

SURE there 's a righteous God, 
Nor is religion vain; 
Though men of vice may boast aloud, 
And men of grace complain. ^ 

2 I saw the wicked rise, 

And felt my heart repine, 
While haughty fools with scornful eyes, 
In robes of honour shine. 

3 Pampered with wanton ease, 

Their flesh looks full and fair, 
Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, 
And grows without their care. 

4 Free from the plagues and pains 

That pious souls endure, 
Through all their life oppression reigns, 
And racks the humble poor. 

5 Their impious tongues blaspheme 

The everlasting God : 
Their malice blasts the good man's name, 
And spreads their lies abroad. 

6 Then I, with flowing tears, 

Allowed my doubts to rise ; 
" Is there a God that sees or hears 
The things below the skies?" 

7 The tumult of my thought 

Held me in hard suspense, 
Till to thy house my feet were brought 
To learn thy justice thence. 



120 PSALM 73. 

8 Thy word with light and power, 

Did my mistake amend ; 
I viewed the sinner's life before, 
But here I learned his end. 

9 On what a slippery steep 

The thoughtless wretches go ! 
And oh! that dreadful fiery deep 
That waits their fall below ! 

10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, 

My thoughts no more repine ; 
I call my God my portion now, 
And all my powers are thine. 

Psalm 73. fourth part. C. M. 

NO, I shall envy them no more 
Who grow profanely great, 
Though they increase their golden store 
And rise to wondrous height. 

2 They taste of all the joys that grow 

Upon this earthly clod! 
Well they may search the creature through, 
For they have ne'er a God. 

3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too, 

And think your life your own : 
But death comes hastening on to you, 
To mow your glory down. 

4 Yes, you must bow your stately head; 

Away your spirit flies ; 
And no kind angel near your bed, 
To bear it to the skies. 

5 Go now and boast of all your stores, 

And tell how bright they shine; 
Your heaps of glittering dust are yours, 
And my Redeemer 's mine. 



PSALM 74. 121 

Psalm 74. first part. C. M. 

WILL God for ever cast us off? 
His wrath for ever smoke 
Against the people of his love, 
His little chosen flock ? 

2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought 

With their Redeemer's blood; 
Nor let thy Zion be forgot, 
Where once thy glory stood. 

3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste, 

Aloud our ruin calls ; 
See what a wide and fearful waste 
Is made within thy walls. 

4 Where once thy churches prayed and sang, 

Thy foes profanely rage; 
Amid thy gates their ensigns hang, 
And there their hosts engage. 

5 How are the seats of worship broke ? 

They tear the buildings down, 
And he that deals the heaviest stroke 
Procures the chief renown. 

6 With flames they threaten to destroy 

Thy children in their rest ; 
" Come, let us burn at once, they cry, 
The temple and the priest." 

7 And still to heighten our distress, 

Thy presence is withdrawn ; 
Thy wonted signs of power and grace, 
Thy power and grace are gone. 

8 No prophet speaks to calm our grief, 

But all in silence mourn ; 
Nor know the times of our relief, 
The hour of thy return. 



122 PSALM 74. 

Psalm 74. second part. C. M. 

HOW long, eternal God, how long 
Shall men of pride blaspheme ? 
Shall saints be made their endless song, 
And bear immortal shame ? 

2 Canst thou for ever sit and hear 

Thine holy name profaned ? 
And still thy jealousy forbear, 
And still withhold thine hand ? 

3 What strange deliverance hast thou shown 

In ages long before ? 
And now no other God we own, 
No other God adore. 

4 Thou didst divide the raging sea 

By thy resistless might, 
To make thy tribes a wondrous way, 
And then secure their flight. 

5 Is not the world of nature thine, 

The darkness and the day ? 
Didst thou not bid the morning shine, 
And mark the sun his way? 

6 Hath not thy power formed every coast, 

And set the earth its bounds, 
With summer's heat and winter's frost, 
In their perpetual rounds ? 

7 And shall the sons of earth and dust 

That sacred power blaspheme? 
Will not thy hand that formed them first 
Avenge thine injured name ? 

8 Think on the covenant thou hast made, 

And all thy words of love ; 
Nor let the birds of prey invade 
And vex the trembling dove. 



PSALM 75, 76. 123 

9 Our foes will triumph in our blood, 
And make our hope their jest ; 
Plead thine own cause, almighty God, 
And give thy children rest. 
Psalm 75. L. M. 
r|X) thee most high and holy God, 
-*- To thee our thankful hearts we raise ; 
Thy works declare thy name abroad, 
Thy wondrous works demand our praise. 

2 To bondage doomed, thy chosen sons 

Beheld their foes triumphant rise; 
And sore oppressed by earthly thrones, 
They sought the Sovereign of the skies. 

3 'Twas then, Great God, with equal power, 

Arose thy vengeance and thy grace, 
To scourge their legions from the shore, 
And save the remnant of thy race. 

4 Thy hand that formed the restless main, 

And reared the mountain's awful head, 
Bade raging seas their course restrain, 
And desert wilds receive their dead. 

5 Such wonders never come by chance, 

Nor can the winds such blessings blow ; 
'Tis God, the judge, doth one advance, 
'Tis God that lays another low. 

6 Let haughty sinners sink their pride, 

Nor lift so high their scornful head ; 
But lay their impious thoughts aside, 
And own the empire God hath made. 

Psalm 76. C. M. 

IN Judah, God of old was known; 
His name in Israel great ; 
In Salem stood his holy throne, 
And Zion was his seat. 



124 PSALM 76. 

2 Among the praises of his saints, 

His dwelling there he chose ; 
There he received their just complaints, 
Against their haughty foes. 

3 From Zion went his dreadful word, 

And broke that threatening spear; 
The bow, the arrows, and the sword, 
And crushed th' Assyrian war. 

4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else, 

But mighty hills of prey ? 
The hill on which Jehovah dwells 
Is glorious more than they. 

5 'Twas Zion's King that stopped the breath 

Of captains and their bands : 
The men of might sleep fast in death, 
That quells their warlike hands. 

6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, 

Both horse and chariot fell : 
Who knows the terrors of thy rod ? 
Thy vengeance who can tell ? 

7 What power can stand before thy sight, 

When once thy wrath appears ? 
When heaven shines round with dreadful 
light, 
The earth adores and fears. 

8 When God, in his own sovereign ways. 

Comes down to save th' opprest, 
The wrath of man shall work his praise, 
And he'll restrain the rest. 

9 Vows to the Lord, and tribute bring, 

Ye princes, fear his frown : 
His terrors shake the proudest king, 
And smite his armies down. 



PSALM 77. 125 

10 The thunder of his sharp rebuke, 
Our haughty foes shall feel ; 
For Jacob's God hath not forsook, 
But dwells in Zion still. 

Psalm 77. first part. C. M. 
HPO God I cried with mournful voice, 
-*■ I sought his gracious ear, 
In the sad hour when trouble rose, 
And filled my heart with fear. 

2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, 

My soul refused relief; 
I thought on God the just and wise, 
But thoughts increased my grief. 

3 Still I complained, and still oppressed 

My heart began to break ; 
My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, 
And kept my eyes awake. 

4 My overwhelming sorrows grew 

Till I could speak no more ; 
Then I within myself withdrew, 
And called thy judgments o'er. 

5 I called back years and ancient times 

When I beheld thy face; 
My spirit searched for secret crimes, 
That might withhold thy grace. 

6 I called thy mercies to my mind, 

Which I enjoyed before ; 
And will the Lord no more be kind ? 
His face appear no more ? 

7 Will he for ever cast me off? 

His promise ever fail? 
Has he forgot his tender love ? 
Shall anger still prevail ? 
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126 PSALM 11. 

8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, 

This dark, despairing frame, 
Remembering what thy hand hath wrought ; 
Thy hand is still the same* 

9 I'll think again of all thy ways, 

And talk thy wonders o'er, 
Thy wonders of recovering grace, 
When flesh could hope no more. 

10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne; 

And men that love thy word, 
Have in thy sanctuary known 
The counsels of the Lord. 

Psalm 77. second part. C. M. 

" TT^W awful is thy chastening rod f* 

-*■-■- (May thy own children say,) 
"The great, the wise, the dreadful God ! 
How holy is his way I" 

2 I'll meditate his works of old; 

The King that reigns above 
I'll hear his ancient wonders told, 
And learn to trust his love. 

3 Long did the house of Jacob lie 

With Egypt's yoke opprest: 
Long he delayed to hear their cry, 
Nor gave his people rest. 

4 Israel, his people and his sheep, 

Must follow where he calls; 
He bids them venture through the deep, 
And makes the waves their walls. 

5 The waters saw thee, mighty God ! 

The waters saw thee come ; 
Backward they fled, and frighted stood, 
To make thine armies room. 



PSALM 78. 127 

Strange was thy journey through the sea ; 

Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown : 
Terrors attend the wondrous way, 

That brings thy mercies down. 

He gave them water from the rock ; 

And safe by Moses' hand, 
Through a dry desert led his flock 

Home to the promised land. 

Psalm 78. first part. C. M. 

LET children hear the mighty deeds 
Which God performed of old ; 
Which in our younger years we saw, 

And which our fathers told. 
He bids us make his glories known, 

His works of power and grace ; 
And we'll convey his wonders down 
Through every rising race. 

Our lips shall tell them to our sons, 

And they again to theirs, 
That generations yet unborn 

May teach them to their heirs. 
Thus shall they learn, in God alone 

Their hope securely stands, 
That they may ne'er forget his works* 

But practice his commands. 

Psalm 78. second part. G. M. 

^|H what a stiff rebellious house 
^J Was Jacob's ancient race ! 
False to their own most solemn vows, 

And to their Maker's grace. 
They broke the covenant of his love, 

And did his laws despise ; 
Forgot the works he wrought, to prove 

His power before their eyes. 



128 PSALM 78. 

3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light, 

From his avenging hand ; 
What dreadful tokens of his might 
Spread o'er the stubborn land. 

4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, 

And marched with safety through, 
With watery walls to guard their way, 
Till they had 'scaped the foe. 

5 A wondrous pillar marked the road, 

Composed of shade and light ; 
By day it proved a sheltering cloud ; 
A leading fire by night. 

6 He from the rock their thirst supplied ; 

The gushing waters flowed, 
And ran in rivers by their side, 
Along the desert road. 

7 Yet they provoked the Lord most high, 

And dared distrust his hand j 
" Can he with bread our host supply, 
Amidst this barren land ?" 

8 The Lord with indignation heard, 

xAnd caused his wrath to flame; 
His terrors ever stand prepared 
To vindicate his name. 

Psalm 78. third part. L. M. 

GREAT God, how oft did Israel prove 
By turns thine anger and thy love ! 
There in a glass our hearts may see 
How fickle and how false they be. 

2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot 
The dreadful wonders God had wrought ; 
Then they provoke him to his face, 
Nor fear his power, nor trust his grace. 



PSALM 79. 129 

3 The Lord consumed their years in pain, 
And made their travels long and vain; 

A tedious march through unknown ways, 
Wore out their strength, and spent their days. 

4 Oft when they saw their brethren slain, 
They mourned, and sought the Lord again; 
Called him the rock of their abode, 

Their high Redeemer, and their God. 

5 Their prayers and vows before him rise, 
As flattering words or solemn lies, 
While their rebellious tempers prove 
False to his covenant and his love. 

6 Yet could his sovereign grace forgive 
The men who ne'er deserved to live ; 
His anger oft away he turned, 

Or else with gentle flame it burned. 

7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail, 
He saw temptations still prevail ; 
The God of Abraham loved them still, 
And led them to his holy hilL 

Psalm 79- L. M. 

BEHOLD, O God, what cruel foes, 
Thy peaceful heritage invade ; 
Thy holy temple stands defiled, 
In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 

2 Wide o'er the valleys, drenched in blood, 
Thy people fallen in death remain ; 

The fowls of heaven their flesh devour, 
And savage beasts divide the slain. 

3 Th' insulting foes, with impious rage, 
Reproach thy children to their face ; 

" Where is your God of boasted power. 
And where the promise of his grace ?" 



130 PSALM 80. 

4 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms. 
Oh ! hear the mourning captive sigh, 
And let thy sovereign power reprieve 
The trembling souls condemned to die. 

5 Let those who dared insult thy reign, 
Return dismayed with endless shame, 
While heathens, who thy grace despise, 
Shall from thy justice learn thy name. 

6 So shall thy children, freed from death, 
Eternal songs of honour raise, 

And every future age shall tell 

Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. 

Psalm 80. first part. L. M. 
|"1 REAT Shepherd of thine Israel, 
^J Who didst between the cherubs dwell, 
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, 
Safe through the desert and the deep: 

2 Thy church is in the desert now : 

Shine from on high, and guide us through; 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 
We shall be saved and sigh no more. 

3 Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey, 
How long shall we lament and pray, 
And wait in vain thy kind return ? 
How long shall thy fierce anger burn ? 

4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, 
Thy saints with their own tears are fed ; 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 

We shall be saved and sigh no more. 

Psalm 80. second part. L. M. 

LORD thou hast planted with thy hands 
A lovely vine in heathen lands ; 
Did not thy power defend it round, 
And heavenly dews enrich the ground ? 



PSALM 80, 81. 131 

! How did the spreading branches shoot, 
And bless the nations with the fruit? 
But now, dear Lord, look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree ! 
Why is her beauty thus defaced? 
Why hast thou laid her fences waste ? 
Strangers and foes against her join, 
And every beast devours the vine. 

Return, almighty God, return ; 
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 
We shall be saved and sigh no more. 
Psalm 80. third part. L. M. 

LORD, when thy vine in Canaan grew, 
Thou wast its strength and glory too ; 
Attacked in vain by all its foes, 
Till the fair branch of promise rose. 
Fair branch, ordained of old to shoot 
From David's stock, from Jacob's root ; 
Himself a noble vine, and we 
The lesser branches of the tree. 
'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand, 
Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand; 
Thy first-born Son, adorned and blest 
With power and grace above the rest. 
Oh ! for his sake attend our cry, 
Shine on thy churches lest they die : 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore, 
We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 
Psalm 81. S. M. 

SING to the Lord aloud. 
And make a joyful noise ; 
God is our strength, our Saviour God; 
Let Israel hear his voice. 



132 PSALM 82. 

2 " From idols false and vain, 

Preserve my rites divine ; 
I am the Lord, who broke thy chain 
\ Of bondage and of sin. 

3 " Stretch thy desires abroad, 

And I'll supply them well ; 
But if ye will refuse your God, 
If Israel will rebel ; 

4 " I'll leave them (saith the Lord) 

To their own lusts a prey, 
And let them run the dangerous road, 
'Tis their own chosen way. 

5 "Yet oh! that all my saints 

Would hearken to my voice ! 
Soon I would ease their sore complaints, 
And bid their hearts rejoice. 

6 u While I destroy their foes, 

I'll richly feed my flock, 
And they shall taste the stream that flows 
From their eternal Rock." 
Psalm 82. L. M. 

AMONG the assemblies of the great, 
A greater ruler takes his seat ; 
The God of heaven, as Judge, surveys 
Those gods on earth, and all their ways. 

2 Why will ye frame oppressive laws ? 
Or why support the unrighteous cause? 
When will ye once defend the poor, 
That foes may vex the saints no more ? 

3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know; 
Dark are the ways in which they go; 
Their name of earthly gods is vain, 

For they shall fall and die like men. 



PSALM 83. 133 

4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son 
Possess his universal throne, 
And rule the nations with his rod; 
He is our Judge, and he our God. 

Psalm 83. S. M. 

AND will the God of grace 
Perpetual silence keep ? 
The God of Justice hold his peace, 
And let his vengeance sleep ? 

2 Behold what cruel snares 

The men of mischief spread ; 
The men that hate thy saints and thee, 
Lift up their threatening head. 

3 Against thy hidden ones, 

Their counsels they employ ; 
And malice, with her watchful eye, 
Pursues them to destroy. 

4 " Come, let us join (they cry) 

To root them from the ground, 
Till not the name of saints remain, 
Nor memory shall be found." 

5 Awake, almighty God, 

And call thy power to mind; 
Make them to bow before thy will, 
And let them pardon find. 

6 Convince their madness, Lord, 

And make them seek thy name; 
Or else their impious rage confound, 
And turn their pride to shame. 

7 Then shall the nations know 

Thy glorious, dreadful word; 
Jehovah is thy name alone, 
And thou the sovereign Lord. 

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134 PSALM 84. 

Psalm 84. first part. L. M. 

HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ; 
With long desire my spirit faints, 
To meet th- assemblies of thy saints. 

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; 
My panting heart cries out for God ; 
My God! my King ! why should I be, 
So far from all my joys and thee ! 

3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, 
And for her young provides her nest ; 
But will my God to sparrows grant 
That pleasure which his children want ! 

4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, 
Around thy throne above the sky ; 
Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 

5 Blest are the saints who find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace ; 
There they behold thy gentler rays, 
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 

6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
To find the way to Zion's gate ; 

God is their strength ; and through the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
Till all before thy face appear, 

And join in nobler worship there. 

Psalm 84. second part. L. M. 

£^ REAT God, attend while Zion sings 
^J The joy that from thy presence springs ; 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 



PSALM 84. 135 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace, 
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day j 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all th' assaults of hell and sin, 
From foes without and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too: 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
And devils at thy presence flee ; 

Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 

PSALM 84. third part. C. M. 

MY soul, how lovely is the place 
To which thy God resorts ! 
'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, 
Though in his earthly courts. 

2 There the great monarch of the skies 

His saving power displays, 
And light breaks in upon our eyes, 
With kind and quickening rays. 

3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove 

Descends and fills the place, 
While Christ reveals his wondrous love, 
And sheds abroad his grace. 

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare 

The secrets of thy will ; 
And still we seek thy mercies there, 
And sing thy praises still. 



136 PSALM 84. 

5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, 

While far from thine abode ; 
When shall I tread thy courts and see 
My Saviour and my God ? 

6 The sparrow builds herself a nest, 

And suffers no -remove; 
Oh make me, like the sparrows, blest, 
To dwell but where I love. 

7 To sit one day beneath thine eye, 

And hear thy gracious voice, 
Exceeds a whole eternity 
Employed in carnal joys. 

8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, 

While Jesus is within, 
Rather than fill a throne of state 
Or dwell in tents of sin. 

9 Could I command the spacious land, 

And the more boundless sea, 
For one blest hour at thy right hand 
Pd give them both aw r ay. 

Psalm 84. fourth part. P. M* 

LORD of the worlds above, 
How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love, 
Thy earthly temples are ; 
To thine abode 
My heart aspires, with warm desires, 
To see my God. 
2 The sparrow for her young 
With pleasure seeks a nest, 
And wandering swallows long 
To find their wonted rest ; 
My spirit faints 
With equal zeal, to rise and dwell 
Among thy saints. 



PSALM 84. 137 

O happy souls that pray, 

Where God appoints to hear ! 

happy men that pay 

Their constant service there ! 
They praise thee still ; 
And happy they, that love the way 

To Zion's hill. 
They go from strength to strength, 
Through this dark vale of tears, 
Till each arrives at length, 
Till each in heaven appears ; 
O glorious seat, 
When God our King shall thither bring 
Our willing feet ! 

To spend one sacred day 

Where God and saints abide, 
Affords diviner joy 

Than thousand days beside ; 
Where God resorts, 

1 love it more to keep the door, 

Than shine in courts. 
God is our sun and shield, 

Our light and our defence ; 

With gifts his hands are filled ; 

We draw our blessings thence ; 

He shall bestow 

On Jacob's race peculiar grace 

And glory too. 
The Lord his people loves ; 

His hand no good withholds 
From those his heart approves; 
From pure and pious souls : 
Thrice happy he, 
O God of hosts, whose spirit trusts 
Alone in thee. 
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138 PSALM 85. 

Psalm 85. first part. L. M. 
ORD, thou hast called thy grace to mind, 
Thou hast reversed our heavy doom: 
So God forgave when Israel sinned. 
And brought his wandering captives home. 

2 Thou hast begun to set us free, 
And made thy fiercest wrath abate : 
Now let our hearts be turned to thee, 
And our salvation be complete. 

3 Revive our dying graces, Lord, 
And let thy saints in thee rejoice ; 
Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word, 
We wait for praise to tune our voice. 

4 We wait to hear what God will say ; 
He'll speak, and give his people peace : 
But let them run no more astray, 
Lest his returning wrath increase. 

Psalm 85. second part. L. M. 

Q ALVATION is for ever nigh 
^ The souls that fear and trust the Lord: 
And grace descending from on high 
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 

2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, 

Since Christ the Lord came down from 

heaven ; 
By his obedience, so complete, 
Justice is pleased, and peace is given. 

3 Now truth and honour shall abound. 
Religion dwell on earth again, 

And heavenly influence bless the ground, 
In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 

4 His righteousness is gone before, 
To give us free access to God ; 



PSALM 86, 87. 139 

Our wandering feet shall stray no more, 
But mark his steps and keep the road. 
Psalm 86. C. M. 

AMONG the princes, earthly gods, 
There 's none hath power divine: 
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, 

Nor are their works like thine. 
The nations thou hast made shall bring 

Their offerings round thy throne ; 
For thou alone dost wondrous things, 

For thou art God alone. 
Lord, I would walk with holy feet; 

Teach me thy heavenly ways, 
And all my wandering thoughts unite 

In God my Father's praise. 

Great is thy mercy, and my tongue 

Shall those sweet wonders tell, 
How by thy grace my sinking soul 

Rose from the deeps of hell. 

Psalm 87. L. M. 

GOD in his earthly temple lays 
Foundation for his heavenly praise ; 
He likes the tents of Jacob well, 
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 
His mercy visits every house 
That pay their night and morning vows; 
But makes a more delightful stay 
Where churches meet to praise and pray. 
What glories were described of old ! 
What wonders are of Zion told ! 
Thou city of our God below, 
Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 
Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 
Shall there begin their lives anew: 



140 PSALM 88. 

Angels and men shall join to sing 
The hill where living waters spring. 
5 When God makes up his last account 
Of natives in his holy mount, 
'Twill be an honour to appear 
As one new-born and nourished there. 

Psalm 88. first part. S. M. 
^RETCHED on the bed of grief, 
^ In silence long I lay ; 
For sore disease^ and wasting pain 
Had worn my strength away. 

2 How mourned my sinking soul, 

The sabbath's hours divine, 
The day of grace, that precious day, 
Consumed in sense and sin. 

3 The work, the mighty work 

Of life, so long delayed ; 
Repentance, yet to be begun, 
Upon a dying bed ! 

4 Then to the Lord I prayed, 

And raised a bitter cry ; 
" Hear me, O God, and save my soul, 
Lest I for ever die." 

5 He heard my humble cry ; 

He saved my soul from death : 
To him I'll give my heart and hands. 
And consecrate my breath. 

6 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 

While yet 'tis called to-day; 
Soon will the awful voice of death 
Command your souls away. 

Psalm 88. second part. L. M. 
[HALL man, O God of light, and life, 
For ever moulder in the grave ? 



PSALM 88. 141 

Canst thou forget thy glorious work, 
Thy promise, and thy power to save ? 

2 Shall spring the faded world revive ? 
Shall waning moons their light return ? 
Again shall setting suns ascend, 

And the lost day anew be born? 

3 Shall life revisit dying worms, 

And spread the joyful insect's wing ? 
And oh, shall man awake no more, 
To see thy face, thy name to sing ? 

4 Cease, cease, ye vain desponding fears ; 
When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprung. 
Death, the last foe, was captive led, 

And heaven with praise and wonder rung. 

5 Him, the first fruits, his chosen sons 
Shall follow from the vanquished grave ; 
He mounts his throne, the King of kings, 
His church to quicken, and to save. 

6 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors 
Unfold, to make his children way ; 
They shall be clothed with endless life, 
And shine in everlasting day. 

7 The trump shall sound ; the dust awake ; 
From the cold tomb the slumberers spring ; 
Through heaven with joy their myriads rise, 
And hail their Saviour, and their King. 

Psalm 88. third part. L. M. 

WHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
Mercy is found, and peace is given; 
But soon, ah soon ! approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 



142 PSALM89. 

" Come, sinners, haste, oh haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God he's found, 

3 " Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
Shall death command you to the grave, 
Before his bar your spirits bring, 

And none be found to hear, or save. 

4 "In that lone land of deep despair, 
No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
Nor Saviour call you to the skies." 

5 No wonders to the dead are shown, 
(The wonders of redeeming love ;) 

No voice his glorious truth makes known, 
Nor sings the bliss of climes above. 

6 Silence, and solitude, and gloom, 
In these forgetful realms appear, 
Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb, 
And hope shall never enter there. 

Psalm 89. first part. L. M. 

FOR ever shall my song record 
The truth and mercy of the Lord; 
Mercy and truth for ever stand, 
Like heaven, established by his hand. 

2 Thus to his Son he sware and said, 

" With thee my covenant first is made; 
In thee shall dying sinners live ; 
Glory and grace are thine to give. 

3 " Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest ; 
Thy children shall be ever blest ; 
Thou art my chosen King, thy throne 
Shall stand eternal like my own. 

4 " There 's none of all my sons above, 
So much my image or my love; 



PSALM 89. 143 

Celestial powers thy subjects are, 
Then what can earth to thee compare ? 

5 " David, my servant, whom I chose 
To guard my flock, to crush my foes, 
And raised him to the Jewish throne, 
Was but a shadow of my Son." 

6 Now let the church rejoice and sing 
Jesus her Saviour and her King: 
Angels his heavenly wonders show, 
And saints declare his works below. 

Psalm 89. second part. G. M. 

MY never-ceasing song shall show 
The mercies of the Lord; 
And make succeeding ages know 
How faithful is his word. 

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce 

Shall firm as heaven endure ; 
And if he speaks a promise once, 
Th' eternal grace is sure. 

3 How long the race of David held 

The promised Jewish throne ! 
But there 's a nobler covenant sealed 
To David's greater Son. 

4 His seed for ever shall possess 

A throne above the skies ; 
The meanest subject of his grace 
Shall to that glory rise. 

5 Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways 

Are sung by saints above : 
And saints on earth their honours raise, 
To thy unchanging love. 

Psalm 89. third part. C. M. 

WITH reverence let the saints appear, 
And bow before the Lord ; 



144 PSALM 89. 

His high commands devoutly hear, 
And tremble at his word. 

2 How terrible thy glories rise ! 

How bright thine armies shine ! 
Where is the power with thee that vies, 
Or truth compared with thine ! 

3 The northern pole and southern rest 

On thy supporting hand ; 
Darkness and day, from east to west, 
Move round at thy command. 

4 Thy words the raging winds control, 

And rule the boisterous deep ; 
Thou makst the sleeping billows roll, 
The rolling billows sleep. 

5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine, 

And the dark world of hell ; 
They saw thine arm in vengeance shine, 
When Egypt durst rebel. 

6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, 

Yet wondrous is thy grace ! 
While truth and mercy joined in one, 
Invite us near thy face. 

Psalm 89. fourth part. C. M. 
> LEST are the souls who hear and know 
The. gospel's joyful sound ! 
Peace shall attend the path they go, 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up 

Through their Redeemer's name ; 
His righteousness exalts their hope, 
And fills their foes with shame. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives ; 



PSALM 89. 145 

Israel, thy king for ever reigns, 
Thy God for ever lives. 

Psalm 89. fifth part. C. M. 

HEAR what the Lord in vision said, 
And made his mercies known ; 
M Sinners, behold, your help is laid 
On my almighty Son. 

2 " High shall he reign on David's throne, 

My people's better King : 
My arm shall beat his rivals down, 
And still new subjects bring. 

3 " My truth shall guard him in his way, 

With mercy by his side ; 
While in my name, o'er earth and sea, 
He shall in triumph ride. 

4 " Me, for his Father and his God, 

He shall for ever own, 
Call me his rock, his high abode, 
And I'll support my Son. 

5 " My first-born Son, arrayed in grace, 

At my right hand shall sit ; 
Beneath him angels know their place, 
And monarchs at his feet. 

6 " My covenant stands for ever fast, 

My promises are strong ; 
Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, 
His seed endure as long." 

Psalm 89. sixth part. C. M. 

r ET," saith the Lord, "if David's race, 
The children of my Son, 
Should break my laws, abuse my grace, 
And tempt mine anger down; 
2 " Their sins I'll visit with the rod, 
And make their follies smart ; 

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146 PSALM 89. 

But I'll not cease to be their God, 
Nor from my truth depart. 

3 " My covenant I will ne'er revoke, 

But keep my grace in mind ; 
And what eternal love hath spoke, 
Eternal truth shall bind. 

4 " Once have I sworn (I need no more) 

And pledged my holiness, 
To seal the sacred promise sure 
To David and his race. 

5 " The sun shall see his offspring rise 

And spread from sea to sea, 
Long as he travels round the skies 
To give the nations day. 

6 " Sure as the moon that rules the night 

His kingdom shall endure, 
Till the fixed laws of shade and light 
Shall be observed no more." 

Psalm 89. seventh part. L. M. 

REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state, 
How frail our life, how short its date ! 
Where is the man that draws his breath, 
Safe from disease, secure from death ? 

2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, 
Our flesh and strength repine and cry, 
" Must death for ever rage and reign ? 
Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 

3 "Where is thy promise to the just? 
Are not thy servants turned to dust ?" 
But faith forbids these mournful sighs, 
And sees the sleeping dust arise. 

4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, 
Wipes the reproach of saints away, 



PSALM 89, 90. 147 

And clears the honour of thy word : 
Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. 
Psalm 89. eighth part. P. M. 

THINK, mighty God, on feeble man, 
How few his hours, how short his span ! 

Short from the cradle to the grave ; 
Who can secure his vital breath, 
Against the bold demands of death, 

With skill to fly, or power to save ? 
Lord, shall it be for ever said, 
" The race of men was only made 

For sickness, sorrow, and the dust ?" 
Are not thy servants, day by day, 
Sent to their graves and turned to clay ? 

Lord, where 's thy kindness to the just ? 

Hast thou not promised to thy Son, 
And all his seed a heavenly crown ? 

But flesh and sense indulge despair: 
For ever blessed be the Lord, 
That faith can read his holy word, 

And find a resurrection there. 

For ever blessed be the Lord, 
Who gives his saints a long reward, 

For all their toil, reproach, and pain ; 
Let all below, and all above, 
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, 

And each repeat their loud Amen. 

Psalm 90. first part. L. M. 

THROUGH every age, eternal God, 
Thou art our rest, our safe abode; 
High was thy throne ere heaven was made, 
Or earth, thy humble footstool, laid. 

Long hadst thou reigned ere time began, 
Or dust was fashioned into man ; 



148 PSALM 90. 

And long thy kingdom shall endure, 
When earth and time shall be no more. 

3 But man, weak man, is born to die, 
Made up of guilt and vanity : 

Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, 
" Return, ye sinners, to your dust.' 9 

4 A thousand of our years amount 
Scarce to a day in thine account ; 
Like yesterday's departed light, 
Or the last watch of ending night* 

5 Death, like an overflowing stream, 
Sweeps us away ; our life *s a dream : 
An empty tale, a morning flower, 
Cut down and withered in an hour. 

6 Our age to seventy years is set ; 

How short the time 1 how frail the state ! 

And if to eighty we arrive, 

We rather sigh and groan, than live. 

7 But a oh ! how oft thy wrath appears, 
And cuts off our expected years ! 
Thy wrath awakes our humble dread I 
We fear the power that strikes us dead* 

8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ; 
And kindly lengthen out the span, 
Till thine own grace, so rich, so free, 
Fit us to die and dwell with thee. 

Psalm 90. second part. C. M. 
|^|UR God, our help in ages past, 
^^ Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home. 
2 Before the hills in order stood, 
Or earth received her frame. 



PSALM 90. 149 

From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

3 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, 

" Return, ye sons of men ;" 
All nations rose from earth at first, 
And turn to earth again. 

4 A thousand ages in thy sight 

Are like an evening gone ; 
Short as the watch that ends the night 
Before the rising dawn. 

5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 

6 Our God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Be thou our guard while troubles last, 
And our eternal home. 

Psalm 90. third part. C. M. 

LORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, 
And justice grows severe, 
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 
And burns beyond our fear. 

2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust ; 

By one offence to thee, 
Adam, with all his sons, have lost 
Their immortality. 

3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, 

A fable or a song ; 
By swift degrees our nature dies, 
Nor can our joys be long. 

4 'Tis but a few whose days amount 

To threescore years and ten ; 

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150 PSALM 99. 

And all beyond that short account, 
Is sorrow, toil, and pain* 

5 Almighty God, reveal thy love, 

And not thy wrath alone ; 
Oh let our sweet experience prove 
The mercies of thy throne. 

6 Our souls would learn the heavenly art 

T' improve the hours we have, 
That we may act the wiser part, 

And live beyond the grave. 

Psalm: 90. fourth part. C. M. 
"OETURN, O God of love, return; 
-*-^ Earth is a tiresome place : 
How long shall we, thy children, mourn 

Our absence from thy face ? 

2 Let heaven succeed our painful years. 

Let sin and sorrow cease; 

And in proportion to our tears, 

So make our joys increase. 

3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, 

Make thy own work complete ; 
Then shall our souls thy glory know, 
And own thy love was great. 

4 Then shall we shine before thy throne 

In all thy beauty, Lord ; 
And the poor service we have done 
Meet a divine reward. 

Psalm 90. fifth part. S. M. 
ORD, what a feeble piece 
-*-^ Is this our mortal frame ! 
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
That scarce deserves the name! 
2 Alas, the brittle clay 

That built our body first! 



PSALM 91. 151 

And every month, and every day, 
'Tis mouldering back to dust. 

3 Our moments fly apace, 

Our feeble powers decay; 
Swift as a flood our hasty day? 
Are sweeping us away. 

4 Yet, if our days must fly, 

We'll keep their end in sight, 
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, 
And let them speed their flight. 

5 They'll waft us sooner o'er 

This life's tempestuous sea ; 
Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
Of blest eternity. 

Psalm 91. first part. L. M. 

HE that hath made his refuge God, 
Shall find a most secure abode ; 
Shall walk all day beneath his shade, 
And there at night shall rest his head. 

2 Then will I say, " My God, thy power 
Shall be my fortress and my tower ; 

I that am formed of feeble dust 
Make thine almighty arm my trust." 

3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare ; 
From Satan's wiles, who still betrays 
Unguarded souls, a thousand ways. 

4 Just as a hen protects her brood, 
From birds of prey that seek their v blood, 
The Lord his faithful saints shall guard, 
And endless life be their reward. 

5 If burning beams of noon conspire 
To dart a pestilential fire ; 



152 PSALM 91. 

God is their life, his wings are spread, 
To shield them with a healthful shade. 

6 If vapours, with malignant breath, 
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, 
Israel is safe: the poisoned air 
Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 

7 What though a thousand at thy side, 
Around thy path ten thousand died, 
Thy God his chosen people saves 
Amongst the dead, amidst the graves. 

8 The sword, the pestilence, or fire 
Shall but fulfil their best desire ; 
From sins and sorrows set them free, 
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. 

Psalm 91. second part. CM. 
"VE sons of men, a feeble race, 
-*- Exposed to every snare, 
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, 
And try and trust his care. 

2 No ill shall enter where you dwell ; 

Or if the plague come nigh, 
And sweep the wicked down to hell, 
'Twill raise the saints on high. 

3 He'll give his angels charge to keep 

Your feet in all their ways j 
To watch your pillow while you sleep, 
And guard your happy days. 

4 Their hand shall bear you lest you fall 

And dash against the stones ; 
Are they not servants at his call, 
And sent to guard his sons? 

5 Adders and lions you shall tread, 

The tempter's wiles defeat; 



PSALM 92. 153 

He that hath bruised the serpent's head, 
Puts him beneath your feet. 

6 " Because on me they set their love, 

I'll save them," saith the Lord ; 
" I'll bear their joyful souls above 
Destruction and the sword. 

7 "My grace shall answer when they call, 

In trouble I'll be nigh : 
My power shall help them when they fall, 
And raise them when they die. 

8 " Those that on earth my name have known, 

I'll honour them in heaven ; 
There my salvation shall be shown, 
And endless life be given." 

Psalm 92. first part. L. M. 

SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing^ 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth at night 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

No mortal care shall seize my breast; 
Oh may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works and bless his word; 
Thy works of grace how bright they shine ! 
How r deep thy counsels ! how divine! 

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die : 
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
Blast them in everlasting death. 

5 But I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 



154 PSALM 92, 93. 

And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil to cheer my head. 

6 Sin (my worst enemy before) 

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; 
My inward foes shall all be slain, 
Nor Satan break my peace again. 

7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desired or wished below; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

PSALM 92. second part. L. M. 

LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 
In gardens planted by thy hand; 
Let me within thy courts be seen, 
Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 

2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 
Blest with thine influence from above; 
Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 
Yields such a comely sight as these. 

3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; 
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive;) 
Time, that doth all things else impair, 
Still makes them flourish strong and fair 

4 Laden w r ith fruits of age, they show 
The Lord is holy, just and true ; 
None that attend his gates shall find 
A God unfaithful or unkind. 

Psalm 93. first part. L. M. 
TEHOVAH reigns; he dwells in light, 
" Girded with majesty and might: 
The world, created by his hands, 
Still on its first foundation stands. 
2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
Or had its first foundation laid, 



PSALM 93. 155 

Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Thyself the ever-living God 

Like floods the angry nations rise, 
And aim their rage against the skies ; 
Vain floods that aim their rage so high ! 
At thy rebuke the billows die. 

For ever shall thy throne endure ; 
Thy promise stands for ever sure ; 
And everlasting holiness, 
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 

Psalm 93. second part. P. M. 

THE Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on 
high; 
His robes of state are strength and majesty: 
This wide creation rose at his command, 
Built by his word, established by his hand; 
Long stood his throne ere he began creation, 
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 

God is th' eternal King ; thy foes in vain 
Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign ; 
In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, 
And roar, and toss their waves against the 

skies ; 
Foaming at heaven they rage with wild com- 
motion, 
But heaven's high arches scorn the swelling 
ocean. 

Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be still; 
And thou, mad world, submissive to his will : 
Built on his truth his church must ever stand : 
Firm are his promises and strong his hand ; 
See his own sons, when they appear before 

him, 
Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. 



156 PSALM 93, 94. 

Psalm 93. third part. P. M. 

THE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
And royal state maintains, 
His head with awful glories crowned ; 
Arrayed in robes of light, 
Begirt with sovereign might, 
And rays of majesty around. 

2 Upheld by thy commands, 
The world securely stands, 

And skies and stars obey thy word; 

Thy throne was fixed on high 

Ere stars adorned the sky: 
Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 

3 In vain the noisy crowd, 
Like billows fierce and loud, 

Against thine empire rage and roar ; 

In vain with angry spite 

The surly nations fight, 
And dash like waves against the shore. 

4 Let floods and nations rage, 
And all their pow r er engage ; 

Let swelling tides assault the sky ; 
The terrors of thy frown 
Shall beat their madness down ; 

Thy throne for ever stands on high. 

5 Thy promises are true, 
Thy grace is ever new, 

There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove ; 

Thy saints with holy fear 

Shall in thy courts appear, 
And sing thine everlasting love. 

Psalm 94. first part. C. M. 

OGOD ! to whom revenge belongs, 
Proclaim thy wrath aloud ; 



PSALM 94. 157 

Let sovereign power redress our wrongs, 
Let justice smite the proud. 

2 They say, "The Lord nor sees nor hears;" 

When will the vain be wise ? 
Can He be deaf, who formed their ears ? 
Or blind, who made their eyes? 

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, 

And they shall feel his powder ; 
His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain 
In some surprising hour. 

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, 

Thou hast a gentler rod ; 
Thy providence, thy sacred book 
Shall make them know their God. 

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, 

And to his duty draw ; 
Thy scourges make thy children wise 
When they forget thy law. 

6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints, 

Nor his own promise break ; 
He pardons his inheritance, 
For their Redeemer's sake. 

Psalm 94. second part. C. M. 
"\¥/^HO will arise and plead my right 

* ▼ Against my numerous foes ? 
While earth and hell their force unite, 
And all my hopes oppose. 

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, 

Sustained my fainting head, 
My life had now in silence dwelt, 
My soul among the dead. 

3 " Alas ! my sliding feet !" I cried ; 

Thy promise bore me up ; 
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158 PSALM 95. 

Thy grace stood constant by my side, 
And raised my sinking hope. 

4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts 

Within mv bosom roll, 
Thy boundless love forgives my faults, 
Thy comforts cheer my soul. 

5 Powers of iniquity may rise, 

And frame pernicious laws ; 
But God my refuge rules the skies, 
He will defend my cause. 

6 Let malice vent her rage aloud 

Let bold blasphemers scoff; 
The Lord our God shall judge the proud, 
And cut the sinners off. 

Psalm 95. first part. C. M. 

SING to the Lord Jehovah's name, 
And in his strength rejoice ; 
When his salvation is our theme, 
Exalted be our voice. 

2 With thanks approach his awful sight, 

And psalms of honour sing ; 
The Lord 's a God of boundless might, 
The whole creation's King. 

3 Let princes hear, let angels know, 

How mean their natures seem, 
Those gods on high, and gods below, 
When once compared with him. 

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, 

Lies in his spacious hand ; 
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep, 
And where the hills must stand. 

5 Come, and with humble souls adore, 

Come, kneel before his face ; 



PSALM 95. 159 

Oh may the creatures of his power 
Be children of his grace ! 

6 Now is the time he bends his ear, 
And waits for your request ; 
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 
" Ye shall not see my rest." 

Psalm 95. second part. S. M. 
4^1 OME, sound his praise abroad, 
^ And hymns of glory sing ; 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne, 

Come, bow before the Lord ; 
We are his works, and not our own ; 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 

5 But if your ears refuse 

The language of his grace, 
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, 
That unbelieving race : 

6 The Lord, in vengeance drest, 

Will lift his hand and swear, 
" You that despise my promised rest, 
Shall have no portion there." 

Psalm 95. third part. L. M. 

COME, let our voices join to raise 
A sacred song of solemn praise : 



160 PSALM 96- 

God is a sovereign King ; rehearse 
His honour in exalted verse. 

2 Come, let our souls address the Lord, 
Who framed our nature with his word : 
He is our shepherd; we the sheep 

His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 

3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, 
The counsels of his love obey, 
Nor let our hardened hearts renew 
The sins and plagues that Israel knew : 

4 Israel, that saw his works of grace, 
Tempted their Maker to his face; 
A faithless, unbelieving brood, 
That tired the patience of their God. 

5 Thus saith the Lord, " How false they prove! 
Forget my power, abuse my love ; 

Since they despise my rest, I swear 
Their feet shall never enter there." 

6 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, 
And view those ancient rebels dead ; 
Attend the offered grace to-day, 
Nor lose the blessings by delay. 

7 Seize the kind promise while it waits, 
And march to Zion's heavenly gates; 
Believe, and take the promised rest ; 
Obey, and be for ever blest. 

Psalm 96. first part. C. M. 
Q ING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
^ Ye tribes of every tongue ; 
His new discovered grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 
2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, 
God's own almighty Son ; 



PSALM 96. 161 

His power the sinking world sustains, 
And grace surrounds his throne. 

3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, 

Joy through the earth be seen ; 
Let cities shine in bright array 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 The joyous earth, the bending skies, 

His glorious train display; 
Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise, 
Prepare the Lord his way. 

5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless 

The nations as their God ; 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And send his truth abroad. 

6 His voice shall raise the slumbering dead, 

And bid the world draw near ; 
But how will guilty nations dread, 
To see their Judge appear ! 

Psalm 96. second part. P. M. 

LET all the earth their voices raise, 
To sing the choicest psalm of praise, 
To sing and bless Jehovah's name: 
His glory let the heathen know, 
His wonders to the nations show, 
And all his saving works proclaim 

2 The heathen know thy glory, Lord, 
The wondering nations read thy word ; 

But here Jehovah's name is known : 
Nor shall our worship e'er be paid 
To gods which mortal hands have made ; 

Our Maker is our God alone. 

3 He framed the globe, he built the sky, 
He made the shining worlds on high, 

And reigns complete in glory there ; 
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162 PSALM 97. 

His beams are majesty and light % 

His beauties how divinely bright! 

His temple how divinely fair I 

4 Come the great day, the glorious hour. 
When earth shall feel his saving power, 

And barbarous nations fear his name : 
Then shall the race of men confess 
The beauty of his holiness, 

And in his courts his grace proclaim. 

Psalm 97. first part. L. M. 

|"E reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns ! 
Praise him in evangelic strains : 
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, 
And distant islands join their voice. 

2 Deep are his counsels and unknown ; 
But grace and truth support his throne : 
Though gloomy clouds his ways surround, 
Justice is their eternal ground. 

3 In robes of judgment, lo! he comes, 

Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs; 
Before him burns devouring fire, 
The mountains melt, the seas retire. 

4 His enemies, with sore dismay, 

Fly from the sight and shun the day ; 
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 
And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 

Psalm 97. second part L. M. 
nPHE Lord is come; the heavens proclaim 
-*- ; His birth; the nations learn his name; 
An unknown star directs the road 
Of eastern sages to their God. 

2 All ye bright armies of the skies, 
Go, worship where the Saviour lies : 



PSALM 97. 163 

Angels and kings before him bow, 
Those gods on high, and gods below. 

Let idols totter to the ground, 

And their own worshippers confound ; 

But Zion shall his glories sing, 

And earth confess her sovereign King. 

Psalm 97. third part. L. M. 

TH' Almighty reigns, exalted high 
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky ; 
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, 
His dwelling is the mercy-seat. 

Oh ye that love his holy name, 
Hate every work of sin and shame ; 
He guards the souls of all his friends, 
And from the snares of hell defends. 

Immortal light, and joys unknown, 
Are for the saints in darkness sown, 
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise? 
And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 

Rejoice, ye righteous, and record 
The sacred honours of the Lord; 
None but the soul that feels his grace 
Can triumph in his holiness. 

Psalm 97. fourth part. C. M. 

ET earth, with every isle and sea, 
-" Rejoice, the Saviour reigns : 
His word, like fire, prepares his way, 
And mountains melt to plains. 

His presence sinks the proudest hills, 

And makes the valleys rise ; 
The humble soul enjoys his smiles, 

The haughty sinner dies. 



164 PSALM 98. 

3 The heavens his rightful power proclaim ; 

The idol gods around 
Fill their own worshippers with shame, 
And totter to the ground. 

4 Adoring angels at his birth 

Make the Redeemer known ; 
Thus shall he come to judge the earth, 
And angels guard his throne. 

5 His foes shall tremble at his sight, 

And hills and seas retire: 
His children take their upward flight, 
And leave the world on fire. 

6 The seeds of joy and glory sown 

For saints in darkness here, 
Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, 
And a rich harvest bear. 

Psalm 98. first part. C. M. 

TO our almighty Maker, God, 
New honours be addressed ; 
His great salvation shines abroad, 
And makes the nations blest. 

2 To Abraham first he spoke the word, 

And taught his numerous race; 
The Gentiles own him sovereign Lord, 
And learn to trust his grace. 

3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim 

With all her different tongues ; 
And spread the honour of his name 

In melody and songs. 

Psalm 98. second part. C. M. 
TOY to the world, the Lord is come, 
•* Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare him room, 

And heaven and nature sing. 



PSALM 99. 165 

2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns. 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground : 
He comes to make his blessings flow, 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

Psalm 99. first part. S. M. 

THE God Jehovah reigns, 
Let all the nations fear ; 
Let sinners tremble at his throne, 
And saints be humble there. 

2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, 

Let earth adore its Lord ; 
Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
Swift to fulfil his word. 

3 In Zion stands his throne, 

His honours are divine ; 
His church shall make his wonders known, 
For there his glories shine. 

4 How holy is his name ! 

How terrible his praise ! 
Justice, and truth, and judgment join 
In all his works of grace. 

PSALM 99. second part. S. M. 

EXALT the Lord our God, 
And worship at his feet ; 
His nature is all holiness, 
And mercy is his seat. 



166 PSALM 100. 

2 When Israel was his church, 

When Aaron was his priest, 
When Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, 
He gave his people rest. 

3 Oft he forgave their sins, 

Nor would destroy their race ; 
And oft he made his justice known, 
When they abused his grace. 

4 Exalt the Lord our God, 

Whose grace is still the same; 
Still he 's a God of holiness, 
And jealous for his name. 

Psalm 100. first part. L. M. 

TE nations round the earth, rejoice 
Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; 
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, 
With all your tongues his glory sing. 

2 The Lord is God; 'tis he alone 
Doth life, and breath, and being give ; 
We are his work, and not our own ; 
The sheep that on his pastures live. 

3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, 
With praises to his courts repair ; 
And make it your divine employ 

To pay your thanks and honours there. 

4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; 
Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; 
And the whole race of man shall find 
His truth from age to age endure. 

Psalm 100. second part. L. M. 

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations bow with sacred joy : 
Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
He can create, and he destroy. 



PSALM 101. 167 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 

And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We are his people, we his care, 
Our souls and all our mortal frame : 
What lasting honours shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 

4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise : 
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

5 Wide as the world is thy command, 
Vast as eternity thy love ; 

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

Psalm 101. first part. L. M. 

MERCY and judgment are my song; 
And since they both to thee belong, 
My gracious God, my righteous King, 
To thee my songs and vows I bring. 

2 If I am raised to bear the sword, 
I'll take my counsel from thy word ; 
Thy justice and thy heavenly grace 
Shall be the pattern of my ways. 

3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, 
And let my God with me reside : 
No wicked thing shall dwell with me, 
Which may provoke thy jealousy. 

4 No sons of slander, rage, and strife, 
Shall be companions of my life: 
The haughty look, the heart of pride, 
Within my doors shall ne'er abide. 



168 PSALM 101, 102. 

5 I'll search the land, and raise the just 
To posts of honour, wealth, and trust: 
The men that work thy holy will, 
Shall be my friends and favorites still. 

6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise 
By flattering or malicious lies ; 
Nor, while the innocent I guard, 
Shall bold offenders e'er be spared. 

Psalm 101. second part. C. M. 

OF justice and of grace I sing, 
And pay my God my vows : 
Thy grace and justice, heavenly King, 
Teach me to rule my house. 

2 Now to my tent, O God, repair, 

And make thy servant wise ; 
I'll suffer nothing near me there 
That shall offend thine eyes. 

3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong, 

By falsehood or by force, 
The scornful eye, the slanderous tongue, 
I'll banish from my doors. 

4 I'll seek the faithful and the just, 

And will their help enjoy; 
These are the friends that I shall trust, 
The servants I'll employ. 

5 I'll purge my family around, 

And make the wicked flee ; 
So shall my house be ever found 
A dwelling fit for thee. 
Psalm 102. first part. C. M. 

HEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face, 
But answer lest I die : 
Hast thou not built a throne of grace 
To hear when sinners cry ? 



PSALM 102. 169 

2 My days are wasted like the smoke 

Dissolving in the air ; 
My strength is dried, my heart is broke, 
And sinking in despair. 

3 My spirits flag like withering grass, 

Burnt with excessive heat ; 
In secret groans my minutes pass, 
And I forget to eat. 

4 As on some lonely building's top 

The sparrow tells her moan, 
Far from the tents of joy and hope 
I sit and grieve alone. 

5 My soul is like a wilderness, 

Where beasts of midnight howl j 
Where the sad raven finds her place, 
And where the screaming owl. 

6 Dark, dismal thoughts, and boding fears 

Dwell in my troubled breast ;' 
While sharp reproaches wound my ears, 
Nor give my spirit rest. 

7 My cup is mingled with my woes, 

And tears are my repast ; 
My daily bread, like ashes, grows 
Unpleasant to my taste. 

8 Sense can afford no real joy 

To souls that feel thy frown ; 
Lord, 'twas thy hand advanced me high, 
Thy hand hath cast me down. 

9 My looks, like withered leaves appear ; 

And life's declining light 
Grows faint as evening shadows are, 
That vanish into night. 



170 PSALM 102. 

10 But thou for ever art the same, 

O my eternal God ! 
Ages to come shall know thy name, 
And spread thy works abroad. 

11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face, 

Nor will my Lord delay 
Beyond the appointed hour of grace, 
That long expected day. 

12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, 

And by mysterious ways 
Redeems the prisoners doomed to die, 
And fills their tongues with praise. 

Psalm 102. second part. C. M. 

LET Zion and her sons rejoice ; 
Behold the promised hour ! 
Her God hath heard her mourning voice, 
And comes V exalt his power. 

2 Her dust and ruins that remain, 

Are precious in our eyes ; 
Those ruins shall be built again, 
And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 

And stand in glory there ; 
Nations shall bow before his name, 
And kings attend with fear. 

4 He sits a sovereign on his throne, 

With pity in his eye; 
He hears the dying prisoners' groan, 
And sees their sighs arise. 

5 He frees the souls condemned to death, 

And when his saints complain, 
It sha'n't be said, that praying breath 
Was ever spent in vain. 



PSALM 102, 103. 171 

This shall be known when we are dead, 

And left on long record ; 
That ages yet unborn may read, 

And trust and praise the Lord. 
Psalm 102. third part. L. M. 

IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand 
Weakens our strength amidst the race; 
Disease and death, at his command, 

Arrest us, and cut short our days. 
Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, 

Nor let our sun go down at noon ; 
Thy years are one eternal day, 

And must thy children die so soon ! 
Yet, in the midst of death and grief, 

This thought our sorrow shall assuage ; 
" Our Father and our Saviour live : 

Christ is the same through every age." 
'Twas he this earth's foundation laid ; 

Heaven is the building of his hand ; 
This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade. 

And all be changed at his command. 

The starry curtains of the sky, 
Like garments, shall be laid aside : 

But still thy throne stands firm and high ; 
Thy church for ever must abide. 

Before thy face, thy church shall live, 
And on thy throne thy children reign; 

This dying world shall they survive, 
And the dead saints be raised again. 

Psalm 103. first part. L. M. 

BLESS, O my soul, the living God, 
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; 
Let all the powers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 



172 PSALM 108. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
His favours claim the highest praise ; 
Why should the wonders he hath wrought 
Be lost in silence and forgot ? 

3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 

To die for crimes which thou hast done, 
He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

4 The vices of the mind he heals, 

And cures the pains that nature feels ; 
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
Our wasting lives from threatening graves. 

5 Our youth decayed, his power repairs ; 
His mercy crowns our growing years : 
He fills our store with every good, 
And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 

6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, 
And often gives the sufferers rest ; 
But will his justice more display 

In the last great rewarding day. 

7 His power he showed by Moses' hands, 
And gave to Israel his commands ; 
But sent his truth and mercy down 

To all the nations by his Son. 

8 Let the whole earth his power confess, 
Let the w T hole earth adore his grace ; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join 
In work and worship so divine. 

Psalm 103. second part. L. M. 

THE Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! 
How firm his truth ! how large his grace ! 
He takes his mercy for his throne, 
And thence he makes his glories known. 



PSALM 103. 173 

2 Not half so high his power hath spread 
The starry heavens above our head, 
As his rich love exceeds our praise, 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature placed 
The rising morning from the west, 
As his forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those he loves. 

4 How slow his awful wrath to rise ! 
On swifter wings salvation flies ; 
And if he lets his anger burn, 
How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 

5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines ; 
His strokes are lighter than our sins ; 
And while his rod corrects his saints, 
His ear indulges their complaints. 

6 So fathers their young sons chastise, 
With gentle hands and melting eyes : 
The children weep beneath the smart, 
And move the pity of their heart. 

7 The mighty God, the wise and just, 
Knows that our frame is feeble dust, 
And will no heavy loads impose 
Beyond the strength that he bestows. 

8 He knows how soon our nature dies, 
Blasted by every wind that flies ; 
Like grass we spring, and die as soon, 
Or morning flowers, that fade at noon. 

9 But his eternal love is sure 

To all the saints, and shall endure: 
From age to age his truth shall reign, 
Nor children's children hope in vain. 
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174 PSALM 103. 

Psalm 103. third part. S. M- 
4T\ H bless the Lord, my soul, 
^-^ Let all within me join, 
And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
Whose favours are divine. 

2 O bless the Lord, my soul, 

Nor let his mercies lie 
Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
And without praises die. 

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 

'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love, 

When ransomed from the grave ; 
He that redeemed my soul from hell 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

5 He fills the poor with good ; 

He gives the sufferers rest 
The Lord hath judgments for the proud, 
And justice for th' oppressed. 

6 His wondrous works and ways 

He made by Moses known ; 
But sent the world his truth and graee 
By his beloved Son. 

Psalm 103. fourth part. S. M. 

MY soul, repeat his praise, 
Whose mercies are so great; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 
2 God will not always chide ; 

And when his strokes are felt, 
His strokes are fewer than our crimes, 
And lighter than our guilt. 



PSALM 103. 175 

3 High as the heavens are raised 

Above the ground we tread, 
So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

4 His power subdues our sins ; 

And his forgiving love, 
Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

5 The pjjy of the Lord 

To those that fear his name, 
Is such as tender parents feel ; 
He knows our feeble frame. 

6 He know r s we are but dust, 

Scattered with every breath : 
His anger, like a rising wind, 
Can send us swift to death. 

7 Our days are as the grass, 

Or like the morning flower : 
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, 
It withers in an hour. 

8 But thy compassions, Lord, 

To endless years endure ; 
And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 

Psalm 103. fifth part. S. M. 

THE Lord, the sovereign King, 
Hath fixed his throne on high ; 
O'er all the heavenly world he rules, 
And all beneath the sky. 
2 Ye angels great in might, 
And swift to do his will, 
Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, 
Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 



176 PSALM 104. 

3 Let the bright hosts who wait 

The orders of their King, 
And guard his churches when they pray, 
Join in the praise they sing. 

4 While all his wondrous works 

Through his vast kingdom show 
Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, 
Shalt sing his praises too. 

Psalm 104. first part. P. M. 

MY soul, thy great Creator praise ; 
When clothed in his celestial rays, 
He in full majesty appears, 
And like a robe his glory wears. 

" Great is the Lord ! what tongue can frame 
An equal honour to his name !" 

2 The heavens are for his curtains spread ; 
Th' unfathomed deep he makes his bed ; 
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies 
On winged storms across the skies. 

3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, 
His ministers, are flaming fires ; 

And swift as thought their armies move, 
To bear his vengeance or his love. 

4 The world's foundation by his hand 
Is laid, and shall for ever stand : 
He binds the ocean in his chain, 
Lest it should drown the earth again. 

5 When earth was covered with the flood, 
Which high above the mountains stood, 
He thundered, and the ocean fled, 
Confined to its appointed bed. 

6 The swelling billows know their bound, 
And in their channels take their round ; 



PSALM 104. 177 

Yet thence conveyed by secret veins, 
They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 

7 He bids the crystal fountains flow, 
And cheer the valleys as they go; 
There gentle herds their thirst allay, 
And for the stream wild asses bray. 

8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink 
The lark and linnet light to drink ; 
Their songs the lark and linnet raise, 
And chide our silence in his praise. 

Psalm 1 04. second part. L. M. 

GOD, from his cloudy cistern, pours, 
On the parched earth enriching showers ; 
The grove, the garden, and the field, 
A thousand joyful blessings yield. 

2 He makes the grassy food arise, 
And gives the cattle large supplies; 
With herbs for men, of various power 
To nourish nature, or to cure. 

3 What noble fruit the vines produce ! 
The olive yields a pleasing juice ; 

Our hearts are cheered with generous wine; 
His gifts proclaim his love divine. 

4 His bounteous hands our table spread, 
He fills our cheerful stores with bread ; 
While food our vital strength imparts, 
Let daily praise inspire our hearts. 

Psalm 104. third part. L. M. 

BEHOLD, the stately cedars stand, 
Raised by the Great Creator's hand ; 
Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, 
And build their nests secure on high. 
2 To craggy hills ascends the goat; 
And at the airy mountain's foot 



178 PSALM 104. 

The feebler creatures make their cell : 
He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 

3 He sets the sun his circling race, 
Appoints the moon to change her face ; 
And when thick darkness veils the day, 
Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 

4 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, 
And, roaring, ask their meat from God ; 
But when the morning beams arise, 
The savage beast to covert flies. 

5 Then man to daily labour goes ; 
The night was made for his repose : 
Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief 
From tiresome toil and wasting grief. 

6 How strange thy works ! how great thy skill ! 
While every land thy riches fill ; 

Thy wisdom round the world we see : 
This spacious earth is full of thee. 

7 Nor less thy glories in the deep, 
Where fish in millions swim and creep, 
With wondrous motions, swift or slow, 
Still wandering in the paths below. 

8 There ships divide their watery way, 
And shoals of scaly monsters play ; 
There dwells the huge Leviathan, 
And foams and sports in spite of man. 

Psalm 104. fourth part. L. M. 

YAST are thy works, almighty Lord, 
All nature rests upon thy word ; 
And the whole race of creatures stand 
Waiting their portion from thy hand. 

2 But when thy face is hid they mourn, 
And, dying, to their dust return ; 



PSALM 105. 179 

Both man and beast their souls resign ; 
Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 

Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, 
And fill the world with beasts and men j 
A word of thy creating breath 
Repairs the wastes of time and death. 

His works, the wonders of his might, 
Are honoured with his own delight: 
How awful are his glorious ways ! 
The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 

The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, 
And at thy touch the mountains smoke ; 
Yet humble souls may see thy face, 
And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 

In thee my hopes and wishes meet, 
And make my meditations sweet ; 
Thy praises shall my breath employ. 
Till it expire in endless joy. 

While haughty sinners die accurst, 
Their glory buried with their dust, 
I to my God, my heavenly King, 
Immortal hallelujahs sing. 

Psalm 105. first part. C. M. 
OIVE thanks to God, invoke his name, 
^-* And tell the world his grace ; 
Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, 
That all may seek his face. 

His covenant, which he kept in mincl 

For numerous ages past, 
To numerous ages yet behind 

In equal force shall last. 
He sware to Abraham and his seed, 

And made the blessing sure : 



180 PSALM 105. 

Gentiles the ancient promise read, 
And find his truth endure. 

4 " Thy seed shall make all nations blest," 

Said the Almighty voice ; 
4; And Canaan's land shall be their rest, 
The type of heavenly joys." 

5 How large the grant ! how rich the grace ! 

To give them Canaan's land, 
When they were strangers in the place, 
A small and feeble band! 

6 Like pilgrims through the countries round 

Securely they removed ; 
And haughty kings that on them frowned, 
Severely he reproved. 

7 " Touch mine anointed, and mine arm 

Shall soon avenge the wrong : 
The man that does my prophets harm 
Shall know their God is strong." 

8 Then let the world forbear its rage, 

Nor put the church in fear : 
Israel must live through every age, 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

Psalm 105. second part. C. M. 

WHEN Pharaoh dared to vex the saints, 
And thus provoked their God, 
Moses was sent at their complaints, 
Armed with his dreadful rod. 

2 He called for darkness ; darkness came, 

Like an overwhelming flood : 
He turned each lake and every stream 
To lakes and streams of blood. 

3 He gave the sign, and noisome flies 

Through the whole country spread: 



PSALM 105. 181 

And frogs in baleful armies rise 
About the monarch's bed. 

4 Through fields, and towns, and palaces, 

The tenfold vengeance flew ; 
Locusts in swarms devoured their trees, 
And hail their cattle slew. 

5 Then by an angel's midnight stroke 

The flower of Egypt died ; 
The strength of every house was broke, 
Their glory and their pride. 

6 Now let the world forbear its rage, 

Nor put the church in fear ; 
Israel must live through every age, 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

Psalm 105. third part. C. M. 

JEHOVAH'S tribes from bondage freed, 
Soon left the hated ground; 
Rich with Egyptian spoils they fled, 
And none were feeble found. 

2 The Lord himself chose out their way, 

And marked their journeys right, 
Gave them a leading cloud by day, 
A fiery guide by night. 

3 They thirst, and waters from the rock 

In rich abundance flow ; 
And following still the course they took, 
Ran all the desert through. 

4 O wondrous stream ! O blessed type 

Of overflowing grace ! 
So Christ our Rock maintains our life, 
And aids our wandering race* 

5 Thus guarded by th' Almighty hand, 

The chosen tribes possessed 



182 PSALM 106. 

Canaan, the rich, the promised land, 
And there enjoyed their rest. 
6 Then let the world forbear its rage, 
The church renounce her fear ; 
Israel must live through every age, 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

Psalm 106. first part. L. M. 
nPO God the great, the ever blest, 
-""- Let songs of honour be addressed 
His mercy firm for ever stands ; 
Give him the thanks his love demands. 

2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways ? 
Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? 
Blest are the souls that fear thee still, 
And pay their duty to thy will. 

3 Remember what thy mercy did 
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; 
And with the same salvation bless 
The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 

4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice, 

And aid their triumphs with my voice ! 
This is my glory, Lord, to be 
Joined to thy saints, and near to thee. 
Psalm 106. second part. S. M. 

GOD of eternal love, 
How fickle are our ways ! 
And yet how oft did Israel prove 
Thy constancy of grace ! 

2 They saw thy wonders wrought, 

And then thy praise they sung ; 
But soon thy works of power forgot, 
And murmured with their tongue. 

3 Now they believe his word, 

While rocks with rivers flow ! 



PSALM 107. 183 

Now with their lusts provoke the Lord, 
And he reduced them low. 

4 Yet when they mourned their faults, 

He hearkened to their groans, 
Brought his own covenant to his thoughts, 
And called them still his sons. 

5 Their names were in his book, 

He saved them from their foes ; 
Oft he chastised, but ne'er forsook 
The people that he chose. 

6 Let Israel bless the Lord, 

Who loved their ancient race ; 
And Christians join the solemn word, 
Amen, to all the praise. 

Psalm 107. first part. L. M. 

GIVE thanks to God, he reigns above ; 
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love ; 
His mercy ages past have known, 
And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record ; 
Israel, the nation whom he chose, 
And rescued from their mighty foes. 

3 When God's own arm their fetters broke, 
And freed them from th' Egyptian yoke, 
They traced the desert, wandering round 
A wild and solitary ground. 

4 There they could find no leading road, 
Nor city for their fixed abode : 

Nor food nor fountain to assuage 
Their burning thirst, or hunger's rage. 

5 In their distress to God they cried ; 
God was their Saviour and their guide ; 



184 PSALM 107. 

He led their wandering march around, 
And brought their tribes to Canaan's ground. 

6 Thus, when our first release we gain 
From sin's old yoke, and Satan's chain, 
We have this desert world to pass, 

A dangerous and a tiresome place. 

7 He feeds and clothes us all the way, 
He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a powerful hand, 
And brings us to the heavenly land. 

8 O let the saints with joy record 
The truth and goodness of the Lord! 
How great his works ! how kind his ways ! 
Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 

Psalm 107. second part. L. M. 

FROM age to age exalt his name, 
God and his grace are still the same ; 
He fills the hungry soul with food, 
And feeds the poor with every good. 

2 But if their hearts rebel and rise 
Against the God who rules the skies ; 
If they reject his heavenly word, 
And slight the counsels of the Lord ; 

3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, 
And no deliverer shall be found ; 
Laden with grief they waste their breath 
In darkness and the shades of death. 

4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, 
He makes the dawning light arise, 
And scatters all that dismal shade 
That hung so heavy round their head. 

5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, 

And lets the smiling prisoners through ; 



PSALM 107. 185 

Takes off the load of guilt and grief, 
And gives the labouring soul relief. 

6 Oh may the sons of men record 
The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
How great his works ! how kind his ways ! 
Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 
Psalm 107. third part. L. M. 
"VJTTOULD you behold the works of God, 

* * His wonders in the world abroad ! 
With the bold mariners survey 
The unknown regions of the sea ! 

2 They leave their native shores behind, 
And seize the favour of the wind ; 
Till God command and tempests rise, 
That heave the ocean to the skies. 

3 Now to the heavens they mount amain, 
Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; 
What strange affrights young sailors feel, 
And like a staggering drunkard reel ! 

4 When land is far and death is nigh, 
Lost to all hope, to God they cry ; 
His mercy hears their loud address, 
And sends salvation in distress. 

5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, 
And stormy tempests cease to rage ; 
The gladsome train their fears give o'er, 
And hail with joy their native shore. 

6 O may the sons of men record 

The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
Let them their private offerings bring, 
And in the church his glory sing. 

Psalm 107. fourth part. C. M. 
"*HY works of glory, mighty Lord, 
That rule the boisterous sea, 
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186 PSALM 180. 

The sons of courage shall record, 
Who tempt the dangerous way. 

2 At thy command the winds arise, 

And swell the towering waves ! 
The men, astonished, mount the skies, 
And sink in gaping graves. 

3 Again they climb the watery hills, 

And plunge in deeps again ; 
Each like a tottering drunkard reels. 
And finds his courage vain. 

4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, 

They pant with fluttering breath ; 
And, hopeless of the distant shore, 
Expect immediate death. 

5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ; 

He hears the loud request, 
And orders silence through the skies, 
And lays the floods to rest. 

6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, 

And see the storm allayed: 
Now to their eyes the port appears ; 
There let their vows be paid. 

7 9 Tis God that brings them safe to land ; 

Let stupid mortals know, 
That waves are under his command, 
And all the winds that blow 7 . 

8 O that the sons of men would praise 

The goodness of the Lord ! 
And those that see thy wondrous ways, 
Thy wondrous love record. 

Psalm 108. first part. C. M. 

4 WAKE, my soul, to sound his praise, 
^ * Awake my harp to sing ; 



PSALM 108. 187 

Join all my powers the song to raise, 
And morning incense bring. 

2 Among the people of his care, 

And through the nations round, 
41ad songs of praise will I prepare, 
And there his name resound. 

3 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the starry train ; 
Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, 
And teach the world thy reign* 

4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, 

And throng thy courts above; 
While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, 
And taste redeeming love. 

Psalm 108. second part. L. M. 

AGAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, 
My heart, and all my powers, awake ; 
My tongue, the glory of my frame, 
Awake, and sing Jehovah's name. 

2 Ye saints rejoice; ye nations hear; 
While I your Maker's praise declare ; 
High o'er the clouds his truth ascends ; 
Through earth, through heaven, his grace 

extends. 

3 O'er heaven exalted is his throne ; 
In every world his glory shown ; 

The church he loves, his hand shall save 
From death, and sorrow, and the grave. 

4 Ye kingdoms hear his awful voice! 
" In Zion shall my heart rejoice ; 
This hand shall all her foes dismay, 

And make their scattered strength a prey. 

5 " Mine are the sons of Zion, mine 
Their glory, grace, and truth divine; 



188 PSALM 109. 

My sceptre shines in Judah's hands, 
And still my strength in Ephraim stands. 

6 " My foes to ruin shall be driven, 

The shame of earth, the scorn of heaven, 
Their eyes shall see my church prevail ; 
Their strength shall shrink, their courage 
fail." 

7 O thou, beneath whose sovereign sway 
Nations, and worlds, in dust decay, 
Though thy sweet smile has been withdrawn, 
Thine aid denied, thy presence gone : 

8 Yet wilt thou still with love return ; 
With duty teach our hearts to burn ; 
Our dying graces, Lord, revive, 
And bid thy fainting children live. 

9 Save us from sin, and fear, and woe, 
From every snare, and every foe, 
And help us boldly to contend, 
Falsehood resist, and truth defend. 

Psalm 109. CM. 
|Fi OD of my mercy and my praise, 
^-* Thy glory is my song; 
Though sinners speak against thy grace 
With a blaspheming tongue. 

2 When in the form of mortal man 

Thy Son on earth was found ; 

With cruel slanders false and vain 

They compassed him around. 

3 Their miseries his compassion move, 

Their peace he still pursued ; 
They render hatred for his love, 
And evil for his good 

4 Their malice raged without a cause, 

Yet with his dying breath 



PSALM 110. 189 

He prayed for murderers on his cross, 
And blest his foes in death. 

5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine 

In vain before my eyes ? 
Give me a soul a-kin to thine, 
To love mine enemies. 

6 The Lord shall on my side engage, 

And in my Saviour's name 
I shall defeat their pride and rage, 
Who slander and condemn. 

Psalm 110. first part. L. M. 

THUS God th' eternal Father spake 
To Christ the Son : " Ascend and sit 
At my right hand, till I shall make 
Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 

2 " From Zion shall thy word proceed, 
Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, 
Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 
And bow their wills to thy command. 

3 " That day shall show thy power is great, 
When saints shall flock with willing minds, 
And sinners crowd thy temple gate, 
Where holiness in beauty shines." 

4 O blessed power ! O glorious day ! 
What a large victory shall ensue ! 
And converts, who thy grace obey, 
Exceed the drops of morning dew. 

Psalm 110. second part. C. M. 
TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, 
** And near thy Father sit; 
In Zion shall thy power be known, 
And make thy foes submit. 
2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! 
Thy converts shall surpass 



190 PSALM 111. 

The numerous drops of morning dew, 
And own thy sovereign grace. 

3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, 

Nor changes what he swore ; 
4i Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
When Aaron's is no more. 

4 " Melchisedec, that wondrous pries, 

That king of high degree, 
That holy man, who Abram blest, 
Was but a type of thee." 

5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives 

To plead for us above ; 
Jesus our King for ever gives 
The blessings of his love. 

6 God shall exalt his glorious head, 

And his high throne maintain, 
Shall strike the powers and princes dead, 
Who dare oppose his reign. 

Psalm 111. first part. CM. 

SONGS of immortal praise belong 
To my Almighty God ; 
He has my heart, and he my tongue, 
To spread his name abroad. 

2 How great the works his hands have wrought ! 

How glorious in our sight ! 
And men in every age have sought 
His wonders with delight. 

3 How fair and beauteous nature's frame ! 

How wise th' eternal mind ! 
His counsels never change the scheme 
That his first thoughts designed. 

4 When he redeemed his chosen sons, 

He fixed his covenant sure : 



PSALM 111, 112. 191 

The orders that his lips pronounce 
To endless years endure. 

Nature and time, and earth and skies, 

Thy heavenly skill proclaim ; 
What shall we do to make us wise, 

But learn to read thy name ? 

To fear thy power, to trust thy grace, 

Is our divinest skill ! 
And he 's the wisest of our race 

That best obeys thy will. 

Psalm 111. second part. C. M. 

1^ REAT is the Lord ; his works of might 
^* Demand our noblest songs ; 
Let his assembled saints unite 
Their harmony of tongues. 

Great is the mercy of the Lord, 

He gives his children food ; 
And, ever mindful of his word, 

He makes his promise good. 

His Son, the great Redeemer, came 

To seal his covenant sure ; 
Holy and reverend is his name, 

His ways are just and pure. 

They that would grow divinely wise, 

Must with his fear begin ; 
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies 

In hating every sin. 

Psalm 112. first part. L. M. 

THRICE happy man who fears the Lord, 
Loves his commands, and trusts his 
word: 
Honour and peace his days attend, 
And blessings to his seed descend. 



192 PSALM 112. 

2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, 
To works of mercy still inclined : 
He lends the poor some present aid, 
Or gives them, not to be repaid. 

3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread, 
That fill his neighbours round with dread, 
His heart is armed against the fear ; 

For God with all his power is there. 

4 His spirit, fixed upon the Lord, 
Draws heavenly courage from his word ; 
Amidst the darkness light shall rise, 

To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 

5 He hath dispersed his alms abroad, 
His works are still before his God ; 
His name on earth shall long remain, 
While envious sinners rage in vain. 

Psalm 112. second part. C. M. 

HAPPY is he that fears the Lord, 
And follows his commands, 
Who lends the poor without reward, 
Or gives with liberal hands. 

2 As pity dwells within his breast 

To all the sons of need ; 
So God shall answer his request 
With blessings on his seed. 

3 No evil tidings shall surprise 

His well established mind ; 
His soul to God, his refuge, flies, 
And leaves his fears behind. 

4 In times of danger and distress 

Some beams of light shall shine, 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And give him peace divine. 



PSALM 113. 193 

5 His works of piety and love 
Remain before the Lord ; 
Honour on earth, and jo}^s above, 
Shall be his sure reward. 

Psalm 113. first part. P. M. 

TE that delight to serve the Lord, 
The honours of his name record, 
His sacred name for ever bless : 
Where'er the circling sun displays 
His rising beams or setting rays, 

Let lands and seas his power confess., 

2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, 
Can give his vast dominion bounds ; 

The heavens are far below his height ; 
Let no created greatness dare 
With our eternal God compare, 

Armed with his uncreated might. 

3 He bows his glorious head to view 
What the bright hosts of angels do, 

And bends his care to mortal things ; 
His sovereign hand exalts the poor, 
He takes the needy from the door, 

And seats them on the thrones of kings. 

4 When childless families despair, 
He sends the blessing of an heir 

To rescue their expiring name ; 
The mother, with a thankful voice, 
Proclaims his praises and her joys: 

»Let every age advance his fame. 
Psalm 113. second part. L. M. 
YE servants of th' Almighty King, 
In every age his praises sing : 
Where'er the sun shall rise or set, 
The nations shall his praise repeat. 

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194 PSALM 114. 

2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, 
His throne of glory stands on high ; 
Nor time, nor place, his power restrain, 
Nor bound his universal reign. 

3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, 
Or angels with their God compare? 
His glories, how divinely bright, 
Who dwells in uncreated light ! 

4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view 
What saints above and angels do ; 
And condescends yet more to know 
The mean affairs of men below. 

5 From dust and cottages obscure 
His grace exalts the humble poor ! 
Gives them the honour of his sons, 
And fits them for their heavenly thrones. 

6 A word of his creating voice 

Can make the barren house rejoice : 
Though Sarah's ninety years were past, 
The promised seed is born at last. 

7 With joy the mother views her son, 
And tells the wonders God has done ; 
Faith may grow strong when sense despairs; 
If nature fails, the promise bears. 

Psalm 114. L. M. 

WHEN Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand 
Left the proud tyrant and his land, 
The tribes with cheerful homage own 
Their King, and Judah was his throne. 

2 Across the deep their journey lay; 
The deep divides to make them way; 
Jordan beheld their march, and fled 
With backward current to his head. 



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PSALM 115. 195 

! The mountains shook like frighted sheep, 
Like lambs the little hillocks leap ; 
Not Sinai on her base could stand, 
Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 

: What power could make the deep divide ? 
Make Jordan backward roll his tide ? 
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? 
And whence the dread that Sinai feels ? 
Let every mountain, every flood 
Retire and know th' approaching God, 
The King of Israel : see him here ; 
Tremble, thou earth ; adore and fear. 
He thunders, and all nature mourns, 
The rock to standing pools he turns ; 
Flints spring with fountains at his word, 
And fires and seas confess the Lord. 

Psalm 115. first part. L. M. 

NOT to ourselves, who are but dust, 
Not to ourselves is glory due, 
Eternal God, thou only just, 
Thou only gracious, wise, and true. 
Display to earth thy dreadful name; 
Why should a heathen's haughty tongue 
Insult us, and, to raise our shame, 
Say, " Where 's the God youVe served so 

long?" 
The God we serve maintains his throne, 
Above the clouds, beyond the skies; 
Through all the earth his will is done, 
He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 
But the vain idols they adore 
Are senseless shapes, of stone and wood : 
At best a mass of glittering ore, 
A silver saint, or golden god. 



196 PSALM 115. 

5 With eyes and ears they carve the head; 
Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind : 
In vain are costly offerings made, 

And vows are scattered in the wind. 

6 Their feet are never made to move, 
Nor hands to save when mortals pray ; 
Mortals that pay them fear or love, 
Seem to be blind and deaf as they. 

7 O Israel, make the Lord thy hope, 
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ; 
The Lord shall build thy ruins up, 
And bless the people and the priest. 

8 The dead no more can speak thy praise ; 
They dwell in silence in the grave ; 

But we shall live to sing thy grace, 
And tell the world thy power to save. 

Psalm 115. second part. P. M. 

NOT to our names, thou only just and true, 
Not to our worthless names is glory due: 
Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice 

claim 
Immortal honours to thy sovereign name. 
Shine through the earth from heaven, thy blest 

abode, 
Nor let the heathen say, u And where 's your 
God ?" 

2 Heaven is thy higher court : there stands thy 

throne, 
And through the lower worlds thy will is 

done; 
Earth is thy work ; the heavens thy wisdom 

spread ; 
But fools adore the gods their hands have 

made; 



PSALM 115. 197 

The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, be- 
hold 
Their silver saviours, and their saints of gold. 

3 Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears ; 
The molten image neither sees nor hears ; 
Their helpless hands and feet can never move; 
They have no speech, nor thought, nor power, 

nor love ; 

Yet sottish mortals make their long com- 
plaints 

To their deaf idols, and their moveless saints. 

4 The rich have statues well adorned with 

gold; 
The poor, content with gods of coarser mould, 
With tools of iron, carve the senseless stock, 
Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock ; 
People and priest drive on the solemn trade, 
And trust the gods, that saws and hammers 

made. 

5 Be heaven and earth amazed ! 'Tis hard to say 
Which are more stupid, or their gods or 

they. 
O Israel ! trust the Lord ; he hears and sees ; 
He knows thy sorrows and restores thy 

peace ; 
His worship does a thousand comforts yield ; 
He is thy help, and he thy heavenly shield. 

6 O Zion! trust the Lord : thy foes in vain 
Attempt thy ruin, and oppose his reign ; 
Had they prevailed, darkness had closed our 

days, 
And death and silence had forbid his praise ; 
But we are saved, and live ; let songs arise, 
And saints adore the God that built the skies. 
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198 PSALM 116. 

Psalm 116. first part. C. M. 
LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, 
And pitied every groan ; 
Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
HI hasten to his throne. 

2 I love the Lord : he bowed bis ear, 

And chased my griefs away : 

Oh let my heart no more despair 

While I have breath to pray. 

3 My flesh declined, my spirits fell, 

And I drew near the dead, 
While inward pangs and fears of hell 
Perplexed my wakeful head. 

4 " My God," I cried, " thy servant save, 

Thou ever good and just ; 
Thy power can rescue from the grave, 
Thy power is all my trust." 

5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, 

He bade my pains remove ; 
Return, my soul, to God thy rest, 
For thou hast known his love. 

6 My God hath saved my soul from death, 

And dried my falling tears ; 
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, 
And my remaining years. 

Psalm 116. second part. C. M. 

WHAT shall I render to my God 
For all his kindness shown ? 
My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 
2 Among the saints that fill thy house, 
My offerings shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 



PSALM 117. 199 

How much is mercy thy delight, 

Thou ever blessed God ! 
How dear thy servants in thy sight ! 

How precious is their blood ! 
How happy all thy servants are ! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life which thou hast made thy care, 

Lord I devote to thee. 
Now I am thine, for ever thine, 

Nor shall my purpose move ; 
Thy hand has loosed my bonds of pain 

And bound me with thy love. 
Here in thy courts I leave my vow, 

And thy rich grace record ; 
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, 

If I forsake the Lord. 

Psalm 117. first part. C. M. 

OALL ye nations, praise the Lord 
Each with a different tongue ; 
In every language learn his word, 
And let his name be sung. 

His mercy reigns through every land ; 

Proclaim his grace abroad ; 
For ever firm his truth shall stand ; 

Praise ye the faithful God. 

Psalm 117. second part. L. M. 

FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise : 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 
Eternal are thy mercies Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends thy word ; 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
Till suns shall set and rise no more. 



200 PSALM 117, 118. 

Psalm 117. third part. S. M. 

THY name, almighty Lord, 
Shall sound through distant lands : 
Great is thy grace and sure thy word : 
Thy truth for ever stands. 

2 Far be thine honour spread, 
And long thy praise endure, 
Till morning light and evening shade 
Shall be exchanged no more. 

Psalm 118. first part. C. M. 

THE Lord appears my helper now, 
Nor is my soul afraid, 
Of what the sons of earth can do, 
Since heaven affords its aid. 

2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, 

And have my God my friend, 
Than trust in men of high degree, 
And on their truth depend. 

3 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, 

In him my lips rejoice ; 
While his salvation is my song, 
How cheerful is my voice ! 

4 Like angry bees they girt me round ; 

When God appears, they fly ; 
So burning thorns with crackling sound, 
Make a fierce blaze and die. 

5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; 

The Lord protects their days : 
Let Israel tune immortal songs 
To his almi^htv grace. 

Psalm 118. second part. C. M. 

LORD thou hast heard thy servant cry, 
And rescued from the grave ; 



PSALM 118. 201 

Now shall he live, and none can die, 
If God resolve to save. 

2 Thy praise, more constant than before, 

Shall fill his daily breath ; 
Thy hand, that hath chastised him sore, 
Defends him still from death. 

3 Open the gates of Zion now, 

For we shall worship there, 
The house where all the righteous go* 
Thy mercy to declare. 

4 Among the assemblies of thy saints 

Our thankful voice we raise ; 
There we have told thee our complaints, 
And there we speak thy praise. 
Psalm 118. third part. C. M. 

BEHOLD the sure foundation stone, 
Which God in Zion lays, 
To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 

How glorious is his name ! 
Saints trust their whole salvation here, 
Nor shall they suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 

Reject it with disdain ; 
Firm on this Rock the Church shall rest, 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 

Yet must this building rise ; 
'Tis thy own work, almighty God, 
And wondrous in our eyes. 

Psalm 118. fourth part. C. M. 

THIS is the day the Lord hath made, 
He calls the hours his own ; 



202 PSALM 118. 

Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 

And Satan's empire fell ; 
To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ; 
Help us, O Lord, descend and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 

4 Blest is the Lord who comes to men 

With messages of grace ; 
Who comes in God his Father's name, 
To save our sinful race. 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The Church on earth can raise ; 
The highest heavens, in which he reigns, 
Shall give him nobler praise. 

Psalm 118. fifth part. S. M. 

SEE what a living stone 
The builders did refuse : 
Yet God hath built his Church thereon 
In spite of envious Jews. 

2 The scribe and angry priest 

Reject thine only Son ; 
Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, 
As the chief corner-stone. 

3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 

And wondrous in our eyes : 
This day declares it all divine, 
This day did Jesus rise. 

4 This is the glorious day 

That our Redeemer made ; 



PSALM 118, 119. 203 

Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, 
Let all the church be glad. 

5 Hosanna to the King 

Of David's royal blood : 
Bless him, ye saints ; he comes to bring 
Salvation from your God. 

6 We bless thine holy word, 

Which all this grace displays ; 
And offer on thine altar, Lord, 
Our sacrifice of praise. 

Psalm 118. sixth part. L. M. 

LO ! what a glorious corner-stone 
The Jewish builders did refuse ! 
But God hath built his church thereon, 
In spite of envy and the Jews. 

2 Great God, the work is all divine, 

The joy and wonder of our eyes ; 
This is the day that proves it thine, 
The day that saw our Saviour rise, 

3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad ; 

Hosanna, let his name be blest j 
A thousand honours on his head, 

With peace, and light, and glory rest ! 

4 In God's own name he comes to bring 

Salvation to our dying race ; 
Let the whole Church address their King 
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 

Psalm 119. first part. C. M. 

BLEST are the undefiled in heart, 
Whose ways are right and clean ; 
Who never from thy law depart, 
But flee from every sin. 



204 PSALM 119. 

2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, 

And practice thy commands ; 
With their whole heart they seek the Lord, 
And serve thee with their hands. 

3 Great is their peace who love thy law ; 

How firm their souls abide ! 
Nor can a bold temptation draw 
Their steady feet aside. 

4 Then shall my heart have inward joy ; 

And keep my face from shame, 
When all thy statutes I obey, 
And honour all thy name. 

5 But haughty sinners God will hate, 

The proud shall die accurst ; 
The sons of falsehood and deceit 
Are trodden to the dust. 

6 Vile as the dross the wicked are, 

And those that leave thy ways 
Shall see salvation from afar, 
But never taste thy grace. 

Psalm 119. second part. C. M. 

TO thee, before the dawning light, 
My gracious God, I pray ; 
I meditate thy name by night, 
And keep thy law by day. 

2 My spirit faints to see thy grace ; 

Thy promise bears me up, 
And while salvation long delays, 
Thy word supports my hope. 

3 Seven times a day I lift my hands, 

And pay my thanks to thee ; 
Thy righteous providence demands 
Repeated praise from me. 



PSALM 119. 205 

4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, 
I call thy works to mind, 
My thoughts in warm devotion rise, 
And sweet acceptance find. 

Psalm 119. third part. C. M. 
^f^HOU art my portion, O my God ; 
A Soon as I know thy way, 
My heart makes haste V obey thy word, 
And suffers no delay. 

2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, 

And glory in my choice ; 
Not all the riches of the earth 
Could make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before my eyes ; 
Thence I derive my daily strength, 
And there my comfort lies. 

4 If once I w r ander from thy path, 

I think upon my ways, 
Then turn my feet to thy commands, 
And trust thy pardoning grace. 

5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, 

Oh save thy servant, Lord ; 
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place, 
My hope is in thy word. 

6 Thou hast inclined this heart of mine 

Thy statutes to fulfil ; 
And thus till mortal life shall end 
Would I perform thy will. 

Psalm 119. fourth part. C. M. 

HOW shall the young secure their hearts, 
And guard their lives from sin ? 
Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
To keep the conscience clean. 
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206 PSALM 119. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 

It spreads such light abroad, 
The meanest souls instruction find, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 

That guides us all the day; 
And through the dangers of the night, 
A lamp to lead our way. 

4 The men that keep thy law with care, 

And meditate thy word, 
Grow wiser than their teachers are, 
And better know the Lord. 

5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; 

I hate the sinner's road : 
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 
But love thy law, my God. 

6 The starry heavens thy rule obey, 

The earth maintains her place; 
And these, thy servants, night and day, 
Thy skill and power express. 

7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord, 

Have lessons more divine ; 
Not earth stands firmer than thy word, 
Nor stars so nobly shine. 

8 Thy word is everlasting truth, 

How pure is every page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth, 
And well support our age. 

Psalm 119. fifth part. C. M. 
f\ HOW I love thy holy law ! 
^r 'Tis daily my delight : 
And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 



PSALM 119. 207 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day 

To meditate thy word : 
My soul with longing melts away 
To hear thy gospel, Lord. 

3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, 

And w r ell employ my tongue, 
And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
Yield me a heavenly song. 

4 Am I a stranger or at home, 

'Tis my perpetual feast ; 
Not honey dropping from the comb 
So much allures the taste. 

5 No treasures so enrich the mind ; 

Nor shall thy word be sold 
For loads of silver well refined, 
Nor heaps of choicest gold. 

6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 

Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope, 
And there I write thy praise. 

Psalm 119. sixth part. C. M. 

LORD, I esteem thy judgments right, 
And all thy statutes just; 
Thence I maintain a constant fight 
With every flattering lust. 

2 Thy precepts often I survey ; 

I keep thy law in sight, 
Through all the business of the day, 
To form my actions right. 

3 My heart in midnight silence cries, 

" How sweet thy comforts be !" 

My thoughts in holy wonder rise, 

And bring their thanks to thee. 



208 PSALM 119. 

4 And when ray spirit drinks her fill, 
At some good word of thine, 
Not mighty men, that share the spoil, 
Have joys compared to mine. 

Psalm 119. seventh part. C. M. 

LET all the heathen writers join 
To form one perfect book ; 
Great God, if once compared with thine, 
How mean their writings look ! 

2 Not the most perfect rules they gave 

Could show one sin forgiven, 

Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; 

But thine conduct to heaven. 

3 I've seen an end to what we call 

Perfection here below ; 
How short the powers of nature fall, 
And can no further go. 

4 Yet men would fain be just with God, 

By works their hands have wrought ; 
But thy commands, exceeding broad, 
Extend to every thought. 

5 In vain we boast perfection here, 

While sin defiles our frame, 
And sinks our virtues down so far, 
They scarce deserve the name. 

6 Our faith, and love, and every grace, 

Fall far below thy word ; 
But perfect truth and righteousness 
Dwell only with the Lord. 

Psalm 119. eighth part. C. M. 
ORD, I have made thy word my choice, 
-■-^ My lasting heritage ; 
There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
My warmest thoughts engage. 



PSALM 119. 209 

2 I'll read the histories of thy love, 

And keep thy laws in sight, 
While through the promises I rove, 
With ever fresh delight. 

3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, 

Where springs of life arise ; 
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, 
And hidden glory lies. 

4 The best relief that mourners have, 

It makes our sorrows blest ; 
Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
And our eternal rest. 

Psalm 119. ninth part. C. M. 
^f^HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, 
■A How good thy works appear ! 
Open my eyes to read thy word, 
And see thy wonders there. 

2 My heart was fashioned by thy hand, 

My service is thy due j 
Oh make thy servant understand 
The duties he must do. 

3 Since I'm a stranger here below, 

Thy path O do not hide, 
But mark the road my feet should go, 
And be my constant guide. 

4 When I confest my wandering ways, 

Thou heardst my soul complain; 
Grant me the teachings of thy grace, 
Or I shall stray again. 

5 If God to me his statutes show, 

And heavenly truth impart, 
His work for ever I'll pursue, 
His law shall rule my heart* 

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210 PSALM 119. 

6 This was my comfort when I bore 

Variety of grief; 
It made me learn thy word the more. 
And fly to that relief. 

7 In vain the proud deride me now ; 

I'll ne'er forget thy law. 
Nor let that blessed gospel go 
Whence all my hopes I draw. 

8 When I have learned my Father's will, 

I'll teach the world his ways ; 
My thankful lips, inspired with zeal, 
Shall sing aloud his praise. 

Psalm 119. tenth part. C. M. 

BEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord, 
Devoted to thy fear ; 
Remember and confirm thy word, 
For all my hopes are there. 

2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, 

And promised quickening grace? 
Doth not my heart address thy throne ? 
And yet thy love delays. 

3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ; 

O bear thy servant up ; 
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail 
Who dare reproach my hope. 

4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord? 

Then let thy truth appear : 
Saints shall rejoice in my reward, 
And trust as well as fear. 

Psalm 119. eleventh part. C. M. 
f\H that the Lord would guide my ways 
^J To keep his statutes still ! 
Oh that my God would grant me grace 
To know and do his will ! 



PSALM 119. 211 

2 Oil send thy Spirit down to write 

Thy law upon my heart, 
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
Nor act the liar's part. 

3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; 

Let no corrupt design, 
Nor covetous desires, arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 

And make my heart sincere : 
Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
But keep my conscience clear. 

5 My soul hath gone too far astray, 

My feet too often slip ; 
Yet, since I've not forgot thy way, 
Restore thy wandering sheep. 

6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 

'Tis a delightful road ; 
Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands 
Offend against my God. 

Psalm 119. twelfth part. C. M. 

MY God, consider my distress, 
Let mercy plead my cause ; 
Though I have sinned against thy grace, 
I can't forget thy laws. 

2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, 

Which I so justly fear j 
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, 
Nor let my shame appear. 

3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, 

Nor let the proud oppress; 
But make thy waiting servant see 
The shinings of thy face. 



212 PSALM 119. 

4 My eyes with expectation fail ; 

My heart within me cries, 
"When will the Lord his truth fulfil, 
And bid my comforts rise." 

5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, 

And show thy grace the same; 
Thy tender mercies still afford 
To those that love thy name. 

Psalm 119. thirteenth part. C. M. 

'V^/TTH my whole heart I've sought thy face, 

* 7 O let me never stray 
From thy commands, O God of grace, 
Nor tread the sinner's way. 

2 Thy word I've hid within my heart, 

To keep my conscience clean. 
To be an everlasting guard 
From every rising sin* 

3 I'm a companion of the saints,. 

Who fear and love the Lord ; 
My sorrows rise, my nature faints, 
When men transgress thy word. 

4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong, 

My spirit stands in awe ; 
My soul abhors a lying tongue, 
But loves thy righteous law. 

5 My heart with sacred reverence hears 

The threatenings of thy word ; 
My flesh with holy trembling fear* 
The judgments of the Lord. 

6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait 

For thy salvation still; 
While thy whole law is my- delight, 
And I obey thy will. 



PSALM 119. 213 

Psalm 119. fourteenth part. C. M. 

CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, 
And thy deliverance send ; 
My soul for thy salvation faints, 
When will my troubles end ? 

2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me 

To bear my Father's rod ; 
Afflictions make me learn thy law, 
And live upon my God. 

3 This is the comfort I enjoy 

When new distress begins : 
I read thy word, I run thy way, 
And hate my former sins. 

4 Had not thy word been my delight 

When earthly joys were fled, 
My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight, 
Had sunk amongst the dead. 

5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, 

Though they may seem severe ; 
The sharpest sufferings I endure 
Flow from thy faithful care. 

6 Before I knew thy chastening rod, 

My feet were apt to stray ; 
But now I learn to keep thy word, 
Nor wander from thy way. 

Psalm 119. fifteenth part. C. M. 
f\ THAT thy statutes every hour 
^^ Might dwell upon my mind ! 
Thence I derive a quickening power, 
And daily peace I find. 
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, 
Shall be my sweet employ; 
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, 
Thy word is all my joy. 



214 PSALxM 119. 

3 How would I run in thy commands, 

If thou my heart discharge 
From sin and Satan's hateful chains, 
And set my feet at large ? 

4 My lips with courage shall declare 

Thy statutes and thy name : 
I'll speak thy word though kings should hear, 
Nor yield to sinful shame. 

5 Let bands of persecutors rise 

To rob me of my right, 
Let pride and malice forge their lies, 
Thy law is my delight. 

6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, 

Whose hands and hearts are ill : 
I love my God, I love his ways, 
And must obey his will. 

Psalm 119. sixteenth part. C. M. 

MY soul lies cleaving to the dust: 
Lord, give me life divine ; 
From vain desires and every lust 
Turn off these eyes of mine. 

2 I need the influence of thy grace 

To speed me in thy way, 
Lest I should loiter in my race, 
Or turn my feet astray. 

3 When sore afflictions press me down, 

I need thy quickening powers ; 
Thy word that I have rested on, 
Shall help my heaviest hours. 

4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still, 

And thou a faithful God? 
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal 
To run the heavenly road ? 



PSALM 119. 215 

5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, 

And long to see thy face ? 
And yet how slow my spirits move 
Without enlivening grace ! 

6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, 

And ne'er forget thy word, 
When I have felt its quickening power 
To draw me near the Lord. 

Psalm 119. seventeenth part. L. M. 

WHEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord, 
All my support is from thy word: 
My soul dissolves from heaviness ; 
Uphold me with thy strengthening grace. 

2 The proud have framed their scoffs and lies, 
They watch my feet with envious eyes, 
They tempt my soul to snares and sin ; 
Yet thy commands I'll ne'er decline. 

3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause, 
They hate to see me love thy laws ! 
But I will trust and fear thy name, 
Till pride and malice die with shame. 

Psalm 119. eighteenth part. L. M. 
~P ATHER, I bless thy gentle hand ; 
A How kind was thy chastising rod, 
That forced my conscience to a stand, 

And brought my wandering soul to God. 

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, 

Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord ; 
I left my guide, and lost my way, 
But now I love and keep thy word. 

3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, 

For pride is apt to rise and swell ; 
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, 
That I might learn his statutes well. 



216 PSALM 120. 

4 The law that issues from thy mouth, 

Shall raise my cheerful passions more 
Than all the treasures of the south ; 
Or richest hills of golden ore. 

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, 

Thy spirit formed my soul within : 
Teach me to know thy wondrous name, 
And guard me safe from death and sin. 

6 Then all that love and fear the Lord 

At my salvation shall rejoice, 
For I have trusted in thy word, 

And made thy grace my only choice. 

Psalm 120. C. M. 

THOU God of love, thou ever blest, 
Pity my suffering state ; 
When wilt thou set my soul at rest, 
From lips that love deceit ? 

2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast 

Among the sons of strife, 
Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste 
My golden hours of life. 

3 Oh might I fly to change my place, 

How would I choose to dwell 

In some wide, lonesome wilderness, 

And leave these gates of hell ! 

4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, 

How lovely are its charms! 
I am for peace ; but when I speak, 
They all declare for arms. 

5 New passions still their souls engage, 

And keep their malice strong : 
What shall be done to curb thy rage, 
O thou devouring tongue! 



PSALM 121. 217 

6 Should burning arrows smite me through, 
Strict justice would approve ; 
But I would rather spare my foe, 
And melt his heart with love. 

Psalm 121. first part. L. M. 

UP to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
Thence all her help my soul derives ; 
There my almighty refuge lives. 

2 He lives ; the everlasting God, 

That built the world, that spread the flood ; 
The heavens, with all their host he made, 
And the dark regions of the dead. 

3 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; 
His morning smiles adorn the day : 

He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 

4 Israel, a name divinely blest, 
May rise secure, securely rest ; 
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes 
Admit no slumber nor surprise. 

5 No sun shall smite thy head by day, 
Nor the pale moon with sickly ray, 
Shall blast thy couch ; no baleful star 
Dart his malignant fire so far. 

6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, 
Still thou shalt go, and still return, 
Safe in the Lord ; his heavenly care 
Defends thy life from every snare. 

7 On thee foul spirits have no power ; 
And in thy last departing hour 
Angels that trace the airy road, 
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. 

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218 , PSALM 121. 

Psalm 121. second part. C. M. 

TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes, 
There all my hopes are laid : 
The Lord that built the earth and skies 
Is my perpetual aid. 

2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall, 

Whom he designs to keep; 
His ear attends the softest call ; 
His eyes can never sleep. 

3 He will sustain our weakest powers 

With his almighty arm, 
And watch our most unguarded hours 
Against surprising harm. 

4 Israel rejoice, and rest secure, 

Thy keeper is the Lord ; 
His wakeful eyes employ his power 
For thine eternal guard. 

5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, 

Shall have its leave to smite ; 
He shields thy head from burning noon, 
From blasting damps at night. 

6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, 

Where thickest dangers come ; 

Go and return, secure from death, 

Till God commands thee home. 

Psalm 121. third part. P. M. 

UPWARD I lift my eyes, 
From God is all my aid ; 
The God that built the skies, 
And earth and nature made ; 
God is the tower 
To which I fly; his grace is nigh 
In every hour. 



PSALM 122. 219 

2 My feet shall never slide, 

And fall in fatal snares, 
Since God, my guard and guide, 
Defends me from my fears. 
Those wakeful eyes 
That never sleep, shall Israel keep 
When dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day, 

Nor blasts of evening air, 
Shall take my health away, 
If God be with me there ; 
Thou art my sun, 
And thou my shade, to guard my head 
By night or noon. 

4 Hast thou not given thy word 

To save my soul from death? 
And I can trust my Lord 
To keep my mortal breath : 
I'll go and come, 
Nor fear to die, till from on high 
Thou call me home. 

Psalm 122. first part. C. M. 

TTOW did my heart rejoice to hear 
■*■■*- My friends devoutly say, 
In Zion let us all appear 
And keep the solemn day. 

2 I love her gates, 1 love the road ; 

The church, adorned with grace, 
Stands like a palace built for God, 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joy unknown, 

The holy tribes repair ; 
The Son of David holds his throne, 
And sits in judgment there. 



220 PSALM 122. 

4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 

And while his awful voice 
Divides the sinners from the saints, 
We tremble and rejoice. 

5 Peace be within this sacred place, 

And joy a constant guest ; 
With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest ! 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 

While life or breath remains ; 
There my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
There God, my Saviour, reigns. 

Psalm 122. second part. P. 

HOW pleased and blest was I, 
To hear the people cry, 
"Come, let us seek our God to-day !" 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal 
We haste to Zion's hill, 
And there our vows and honours pay. 

2 Zion, thrice happy place, 
Adorned with wondrous grace, 

And walls of strength embrace thee round : 
In thee our tribes appear 
To pray, and praise, and hear 

The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 

3 There David's greater Son 
Has fixed his royal throne ; 

He sits for grace and judgment there : 

He bids the saints be glad, 

He makes the sinners sad, 
And humble souls rejoice with fear* 

4 May peace attend thy gate, 
And joy within thee wait, 

To bless the soul of every guest : 



PSALM 123, 124. 221 

The man that seeks thy peace, 
And wishes thine increase, 
A A thousand blessings on him rest ! 

My tongue repeats her vows, 

Peace to this sacred house ! 
For here my friends and kindred dwell : 

And since my glorious God 

Makes thee his blest abode, 
My soul shall ever love thee well. 

Psalm 123. C. M. 

OTHOU, whose grace and justice reign 
Enthroned above the skies, 
To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 
To thee we lift our eyes. 

As servants watch their master's hand, 

And fear the angry stroke ; 
Or maids before their mistress stand, 

And wait a peaceful look : 

So, for our sins, w T e justly feel 

Thy discipline, O God ; 
Yet wait the gracious moment still, 

Till thou remove the rod. 

Those that in wealth and pleasure live, 

Our daily groans deride ; 
And thy delays of mercy give 

Fresh courage to their pride. 

Our foes insult us, but our hope 

In thy compassion lies ; 
This thought shall bear our spirits up, 

That God will not despise. 

Psalm 124. C. M. 

HAD not the God of truth and love, 
When hosts against us rose, 

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222 PSALM 125. 

Displayed his vengeance from above? 
And crushed the conquering foes ; 

2 Their armies like a raging flood, 

Had swept the guardless land, 

Destroyed on earth his blest abode, 

And 'whelmed our feeble band. 

3 But safe beneath his spreading shield 

His sons securely rest, 
Defy the dangers of the field, 
And bare the fearless breast. 

4 And now our souls shall bless the Lord, 

Who broke the deadly snare ; 
Who saved us from the murdering sword. 
And made our lives his care. 

5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, 

Who formed the heavens above ; 
He that supports their wondrous frame, 
Can guard his church by love ! 

Psalm 125. first part. C. M. 

UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill, 
And firm as mountains stand, 
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, 
That trusts th' Almighty hand. 

2 Not w T alls nor hills could guard so well 

Old Salem's happy ground, 
As those eternal arms of love, 
That every saint surround. 

3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge, 

To drive them near to God, 
Divine compassion will assuage 
The fury of the rod. 

4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, 

And lead them safely on 



PSALM 125, 126. 223 

To the bright gates of paradise, 
Where Christ their Lord is gone. 

5 But if we trace those crooked ways 
That the old serpent drew, 
The wrath that drove him first to hell, 
Shall smite his followers too. 

Psalm 125. second part. S. M. 

FIRM and unmoved are they 
That rest their souls on God ; 
Firm as the mount where David dwelt, 
Or where the ark abode. 

2 As mountains stood to guard 

The city's sacred ground, 
So God and his almighty love 
Embrace his saints around. 

3 What though the Father's rod 

Drop a chastising stroke, 
Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, 
Its fury shall be broke. 

4 Deal gently, Lord, with those 

Whose faith and pious fear, 
Whose hope and love, and every grace, 
Proclaim their hearts sincere. 

5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage 

Too long oppress the saint ; 
The God of Israel will support 
His children lest they faint. 

6 But if our slavish fear 

Will choose the road to hell. 
We must expect our portion there, 
Where bolder sinners dwell. 

Psalm 126. first part. L. M. 
^O^HEN God restored our captive state, 
▼ * Joy was our song, and grace our theme; 



224 PSALM 126. 

The grace beyond our hopes so great, 
That joy appeared a pleasing dream. 

2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays 

Unwilling honours to thy name ; 
While we with pleasure shout thy praise, 
With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 

3 When we reviewed our dismal fears, 

'Twas hard to think they'd vanished so ; 
With God we left our flowing tears, 
He makes our joys like rivers flow. 

4 The man that in his furrowed field, 

His scattered seed with sadness leaves, 
Will shout to see the harvest yield 
A welcome load of joyful sheaves. 
Psalm 126. second part. C. M. 
~\¥^HEN God revealed his gracious name, 

▼ ▼ And changed my mournful state, 
My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, 
The grace appeared so great. 

2 The world beheld the glorious change, 

And did thy hand confess ; 
My tongue broke out in unknown strains, 
And sung surprising grace. 

3 " Great is the work," my neighbours cried, 

And owned the power divine ; 
" Great is the work," my heart replied, 
" And be the glory thine." 

4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 

Can give us day for night ; 
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
To rivers of delight. 

5 Let those that sow in sadness, wait 

Till the fair harvest come, 



PSALM 127. 225 

They shall confess their sheaves are great, 
And shout the blessings home. 

6 Though seed lie buried long in dust, 
It sha'n't deceive their hope ; 
The precious grain can ne'er be lost, 
For grace insures the crop. 

Psalm 127. first part. L. M. 

¥F God succeed not, all the cost 
-*- And pains to build the house are lost ; 
If God the city will not keep, 
The watchful guards as well may sleep. 

2 What though we rise before the sun, 
And work and toil when day is done, 
Careful and sparing eat our bread, 
To shun that poverty we dread ; 

3 Tis all in vain, 'till God hath blest ; 
He can make rich, can give us rest : 
On God, our Sovereign, still depends 
Our joy in children, and in friends. 

4 Happy the man to whom he sends 
Obedient children, faithful friends ! 
How sweet our daily comforts prove 
When they are seasoned with his love ! 

Psalm 127. second part. C. M. 

IF God to build the house deny, 
The builders work in vain ; 
And towns without his wakeful eye, 
A useless watch maintain. 

2 Before the morning beams arise, 
Your painful work renew, 
And till the stars ascend the skies 
Your tiresome toil pursue. 



226 PSALM 128, 129. 

3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare, 

In vain, till God has blest ; 
But if his smiles attend your care, 
You shall have food and rest. 

4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, 

Shall real blessings prove, 
Nor all the earthly joys he sends, 
If sent without his love. 

Psalm 128. C. M. 

O HAPPY man, whose soul is filled, 
With zeal and reverend awe ? 
His lips to God their honours yield, 
His life adorns the law. 

2 A careful providence shall stand, 

And ever guard thy head, 
Shall on the labours of thy hand 
Its kindly blessings shed. 

3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ; 

Thy children, round thy board, 
Each like a plant of honour shine, 
And learn to fear the Lord. 

4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil 

For months and years to come : 
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, 
Shall send thee blessings home. 

5 This is the man whose happy eyes, 

Shall see his house increase, 
Shall see the sinking church arise, 
Then leave the world in peace. 

Psalm 129. C. M. 
TTP from my youth, may Israel say, 
^ Have I been nursed in tears j 
My griefs were constant as the day, 
And tedious as the years. 



PSALM 130. 227 

2 Up from my youth I bore the rage, 

Of all the sons of strife ; 
Oft they assailed my riper age, 
But God preserved my life, 

3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart 

Its painful wounds impressed ; 
Daily they vexed my fainting heart, 
Nor let my sorrows rest. 

4 The Lord in anger, on his throne, 

With an impartial eye, 
Measured the mischiefs they had done, 
Then let his arrows fly 

5 How was their insolence surprised 

To hear his thunders roll ! 
And all the foes of Zion seized 
With horror to the soul ! 

6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints 

Be blasted from the sky ; 
Their glory fades, their courage faints, 
And all their prospects die. 

7 What though they flourish tall and fair, 

They have no root beneath ; 
Their growth shall perish in despair, 
And lie despised in death. 

8 So corn that on the house-top stands, 

No hope of harvest gives ; 
The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, 
Nor binder fold the sheaves. 

Psalm 130. first part. C. M. 

OUT of the deeps of long distress, 
The borders of despair, 
I sent my cries to seek thy grace, 
My groans to reach thine ear. 



228 PSALM 130. 

2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, 

And thine impartial hand, 
Mark and revenge iniquity, 
No mortal flesh could stand. 

3 But there are pardons with my God, 

For crimes of high degree ; 
Thy Son hath bought them with his blood, 
To draw us near to thee. 

4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord, 

With strong desires I wait ; 
My soul, invited by thy word, 
Stands watching at thy gate. 

5 Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 
Watch the first beams of breaking light. 
And meet them with their eyes : 

6 So waits my soul to see thy grace ; 

And more intent than they, 
Meets the first openings of thy face, 
And finds a brighter day. 

7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust, 

Let Israel seek his face ; 
The Lord is good, as well as just, 
And plenteous is his grace. 

8 There 's full redemption at his throne 

For sinners long enslaved; 

The great Redeemer is his Son, 

And Israel shall be saved. 

Psalm 130. second part. L. M. 

FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, 
To thee, my God, I raised my cries : 
If thou severely mark our faults, 
No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 



PSALM 131,132. 229 

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, 

Free to dispense thy pardons there, 
That sinners may approach thy face, 
And hope, and love, as well as fear. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, 

And long, and wish for breaking day, 
So waits my soul before thy gate ; 
When will my God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fixed upon thy word, 

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain : 
Let mourning souls address the Lord, 
And find relief from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace, 

Through the redemption of his Son : 
He turns our feet from sinful ways, 

And pardons what our hands have done. 
Psalm 131. CM. 

IS there ambition in my heart ? 
Search, gracious God, and see : 
Or do I act a haughty part ? 
Lord, I appeal to thee. 

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, 

And all my carriage mild ; 
Content, my Father, with thy will, 
And peaceful as a child. 

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, 

Shall have a large reward ; 
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned. 
And trust a faithful Lord. 

Psalm 132. first part. L. M. 

WHERE shall we go to seek and find 
A habitation for our God, 
A dwelling for th' Eternal Mind, 
Among the sons of flesh and blood? 
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230 PSALM 132. 

2 The God of Jacob chose the hill 

Of Zion for his ancient rest ; 
And Zion is his dwelling still j 

His church is with his presence blest. 

3 " Here will I fix my gracious throne, 

And reign for ever," saith the Lord ; 
" Here shall my power and love be known, 
And blessings shall attend my word. 

4 " Here will I meet the hungry poor, 

And fill their souls with living bread ; 
Sinners, that wait before my door, 
With sweet provision shall be fed. 

5 " Girded with truth, and clothed with grace, 

My priests, my ministers shall shine ; 
Not Aaron, in his costly dress, 
Appears so glorious and divine. 

6 " The saints, unable to contain 

Their inward joy, shall shout and sing : 
The Son of David here shall reign, 
And Zion triumph in her King." 

7 Jesus shall see a numerous seed 

Born here to uphold his glorious name ; 
His crown shall flourish on his head, 

While all his foes are clothed with shame. 

Psalm 132. second part. C. M. 
1WTO sleep nor slumber to his eyes 
-^ Good David would afford, 
Till he had found below the skies 
A dwelling for the Lord. 

2 The Lord in Zion placed his name, 
His ark was settled there ; 
And there the assembled nation came 
To worship thrice a year. 



PSALM 133. 231 

3 We trace no more those toilsome ways, 

Nor wander far abroad ; 
Where'er thy people meet for praise, 
There is a house for God. 

4 Arise, O King of grace, arise, 

And enter to thy rest : 
Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, 
Thus to be owned and blest. 

5 Enter, with all thy glorious train, 

Thy spirit and thy word ; 
All that the ark did once contain, 
Could no such grace afford. 

6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; 

Here let thy praise be spread j 
Bless the provisions of thy house, 
And fill thy poor with bread. 

7 Here let the Son of David reign, 

Let God's anointed shine ; 
Justice and truth his court maintain, 
With love and power divine. 

8 Here let him hold a lasting throne, 

And as his kingdom grows, 
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown, 
And shame confound his foes. 

Psalm 133. first part. C. M. 

LO ! what an entertaining sight 
Those friendly brethren prove, 
Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite 
Of harmony and love ! 

2 Where streams of bliss, from Christ the spring, 
Descend to every soul ; 
And heavenly peace with balmy wing, 
Shades and bedews the whole. 



232 PSALM 133, 134. 

3 'Tis like the oil, divinely blest, 

Which, poured on Aaron's head, 
Ran down his beard, perfumed his vest, 
And round its fragrance shed. 

4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, 

That fall on Zion's hill, 
Where God his mildest glory shows, 
And makes his grace distil* 

Psalm 133. second part. S. M. 

BLEST are the sons of peace, 
Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
Whose kind designs to serve and please 
Through all their actions run. 

2 Blest is the pious house 

Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus, when on Aaron's head, 

They poured the rich perfume, 
The oil down to his raiment spread, 
And pleasure filled the room. 

4 Thus, on the heavenly hills 

The saints are blest above, 
Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 
And all the air is love. 

Psalm 134. C. M. 

¥E that obey th' immortal King, 
Attend his holy place ; 
Bow to the glories of his power, 
And bless his wondrous grace. 

2 Lift up your hands by morning light, 
And send your souls on high ; 



PSALM 135. 233 

Raise your admiring thoughts by night 
Above the starry sky. 

3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts 
With rays of quickening grace ; 
The God that spreads the heavens abroad, 
And rules the swelling seas. 

Psalm 135. first part. L. M. 

PRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name, 
While in his earthly courts ye wait, 
Ye saints that to his house belong, 
Or stand attending at his gate. 

2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; 

To praise his name is sweet employ j 
Israel he chose of old, and still 
His church is his peculiar joy. 

3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; 

He treats his servants as his friends ; 
And when he hears their sore complaints, 
Repents the sorrows that he sends. 

4 Through every age the Lord declares 

His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod ; 
He gives his suffering servants rest, 
And will be known th' Almighty God. 

5 Bless ye the Lord who taste his love, 

People and priests exalt his name ; 
Among his saints he ever dwells ; 
His church is his Jerusalem. 

Psalm 135. second part. L. M. 

GREAT is the Lord, exalted high 
Above all powers, and every throne ; 
Whate'er he pleased in earth and sea, 
Or heaven, or hell, his hand hath done. 
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234 PSALM 135. 

2 At his command the vapours rise, 

The lightnings flash, the thunders roar ; 
He pours the rain, he brings the wind 
And tempest from his airy store. 

3 'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent, 

O Egypt, through thy stubborn land, 
When all thy first-born, beasts and men, 
Fell dead by his avenging hand. 

4 What mighty nations, mighty kings, 

He slew, and their whole country gave 
To Israel, whom his hand redeemed, 
No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave ! 

5 His power the same, the same his grace, 

That saves us from the hosts of hell : 
And heaven he gives us to possess, 
Whence those apostate angels fell. 

Psalm 135. third part. C. M. 
A WAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, 
Xn. Your sweetest passions raise ; 
Your pious pleasure, while you sing, 
Increasing with the praise. 

2 Great is the Lord, and works unknown 

Are his divine employ ; 
But still his saints are near his throne, 
His treasure and his joy. 

3 Heaven, earth, and sea, confess his hand ; 

He bids the vapours rise ; 
Lightning and storm, at his command, 
Sweep through the sounding skies. 

4 All power, that gods or kings have claimed, 

Is found with him alone ; 
But heathen gods should ne'er be named 
Where our Jehovah 's known. 



PSALM 136. 235 

5 Which of the stocks and stones they trust, 

Can give them showers of rain ? 
In vain they worship glittering dust, 
And pray to gold in vain. 

6 Their gods have tongues that speechless 

prove, 
Such as their makers gave ; 
Their feet were never formed to move, 
Nor hands have power to save. 

7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf, 

Nor hear when mortals pray ; 
Mortals that wait for their relief, 
Are blind and deaf as they. 

8 Ye nations, know the living God, 

Serve him with faith and fear ; 
He makes the churches his abode, 
And claims your honours there. 

Psalm 136. first part. C. M. 

4Ti IVE thanks to God, the sovereign Lord ; 
^-* His mercies still endure ; 
And be the King of kings adored ; 
His truth is ever sure. 

2 What wonders hath his wisdom done ! 

How mighty is his hand ! 
Heaven, earth, and sea, he framed alone : 
How wide is his command ! 

3 The sun supplies the day with light : 

How bright his counsels shine ! 
The moon and stars adorn the night : 
His works are all divine. 

4 He struck the sons of Egypt dead : 

How dreadful is his rod ! 
And thence with joy his people led : 
How gracious is our God ! 



236 PSALM 136. 

5 He cleft the swelling sea in two : 

His arm is great in might ; 
And gave the tribes a passage through : 
His power and grace unite. 

6 But Pharaoh's army there he drowned ; 

How glorious are his ways ! 
And brought his saints through desert ground ; 
Eternal be his praise. 

7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand ; 

Victorious is his sword ; 
While Israel took the promised land, 
And faithful is his word. 

8 He saw the nations dead in sin ; 

He felt his pity move : 
How sad the state the world was in ! 
How boundless was his love ! 

9 He sent to save us from our woe ; 

His goodness never fails : 
From death and hell, and every foe ; 
And still his grace prevails. 

10 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King; 

His mercies still endure : 
Let the whole earth his praises sing ; 
His truth is ever sure. 

Psalm 136. second part. P. M. 

GIVE thanks to God most high, 
The universal Lord ; 
The sovereign King of kings : 
And be his grace adored. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 
x4md let his name 
Have endless praise. 



PSALM 136. 237 

2 How mighty is his hand ! 

What wonders hath he done ! 
He formed the earth and seas, 
And spread the heavens alone. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; 
And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

3 His wisdom formed the sun 

To crown the day with light ; 
The moon and twinkling stars 
To cheer the darksome night. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 
And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

4 He smote the first-born sons, 

The flower of Egypt, dead ; 
And thence his chosen tribes 
With joy and glory led. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; 
And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

5 His power and lifted rod 

Cleft the Red Sea in two ; 
And for his people made 

A wondrous passage through. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 
And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

6 But cruel Pharaoh there, 

With all his host, he drowned ; 



238 PSALM 136. 

And brought his Israel safe 
Through a long desert ground. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; 
And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

7 The kings of Canaan fell 

Beneath his dreadful hand ; 
While his own servants took 
Possession of their land. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 
And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

8 He saw the nations lie, 

All perishing in sin, 
And pitied the sad state 
The ruined world was in. 
Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; 
And ever sure 
Abides thy word. 

9 He sent his only Son 

To save us from our woe, 
From Satan, sin, and death, 
And every hurtful foe. 
His power and grace 
Are still the same ; 
And let his name 
Have endless praise. 

10 Give thanks aloud to God, 

To God the heavenly King ; 
And let the spacious earth 
His works and glories sing. 



PSALM 136. 239 

Thy mercy, Lord, 
Shall still endure ; 
And ever sure 

Abides thy word. 

Psalm 136. third part. L. M. 

GIVE to our God immortal praise ; 
Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown ; 
The King of kings with glory crown : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 

When lords and kings are known no more. 

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
And fixed the starry lights on high : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

4 He fills the sun with morning light, 
He bids the moon direct the night : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 

When suns and moons shall shine no more. 

5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, 
And brought them to the promised land : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

6 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, 
And felt his pity move within : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 

When death and sin shall reign no more. 

7 He sent his Son with power to save 
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : 
Wonders of grace to God belong, 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 



240 PSALM 137. 

8 Through this vain world he guides our feet, 
And leads us to his heavenly seat : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 
When this vain world shall be no more. 

Psalm 137. first part. L. M. 

BY Babel's stream the captives sate, 
And wept for Zion's hapless fate ; 
Useless their harps on willows hung, 
While foes required a sacred song. 

2 With taunting voice, and scornful eye, 
" Sing us a song of heaven," they cry: 
" While foes deride our God and King, 
How can we tune our harps, or sing ? 

3 " If Zion's woes our hearts forget, 
Or cease to mourn for Israel's fate, 
Let useful skill our hands forsake ; 
Our hearts with hopeless sorrow break. 

4 " Thou, ruined Salem, to our eyes 
Each day in sad remembrance rise ! 
Should we e'er cease to feel thy wrongs, 
Lost be our joys and mute our tongues. 

5 " Remember, Lord, proud Edom's sons, 
Who cried, exulting at our groans, 
While Salem trembled at her base, 

" Rase them : her deep foundations rase." 

6 To happier days our bosoms turn ; 
Those days but teach us how to mourn : 
The God, who bade his mercy flow, 

In wrath withdraws his blessing now. 

7 Yet still, thy name be ever blest, 
On thee our hope shall safely rest : 
Zion her Saviour soon shall see 
Arrayed to set his Israel free. 



PSALM 137. 241 

Psalm 137. second part. S. M. 

I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 
The house of thine abode ; 
The church our blest Redeemer saved 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy church, O God ! 

Her walls before thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
And graven on thy hand. 

3 If e'er to bless thy sons 

My voice or hands deny, 
These hands let useful skill forsake, 
This voice in silence die: 

4 If e'er my. heart forget 

Her welfare, or her woe, 
Let every joy this heart forsake, 
And every grief o'erflow. 

5 For her my tears shall fall ; 

For her my prayers ascend : 
To her my cares and toils be given, 
'Till toils and cares shall end. 

6 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways ; 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

7 Jesus, thou friend divine, 

Our Saviour, and our King, 
Thy hand from every snare and foe 
Shall great deliverance bring. 

8 Sure as thy truth shall last, 

To Zion shall be given 
The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 



242 PSALM 138, 139. 

Psalm 138. L. M. 
"V^ITH all my powers of heart and tongue 

* * I'll praise my Maker in my song : 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
Approve the song, and join the praise. 

2 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; 
I'll sing the wonders of thy word ; 
Not all the works and names below, 
So much thy power and glory show. 

3 To God I cried when troubles rose ; 
He heard me and subdued my foes ; 
He did my rising fears control, 

And strength diffused through all my soul. 

4 The God of heaven maintains his state, 
Frowns on the proud and scorns the great ; 
But from his throne descends to bless 

The humble souls that trust his grace. 

5 Amidst a thousand snares I stand, 
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
And keep my dying faith alive. 

6 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
To save from sorrows and from sins ; 
The work that wisdom undertakes, 
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 

Psalm 139. first part. L. M. 

LORD, thou hast searched and seen me 
through : 
Thine eye commands with piercing view 
My rising and my resting hours, 
My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
Are to my God distinctly known ; 



PSALM 139. 243 

He knows the words I mean to speak, 
Ere from my opening lips they break. 

3 Within thy circling power I stand, 
On every side I find thy hand : 
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 

I am surrounded still with God. 

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! 
What large extent ! what lofty height ! 
My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
Is in the boundless prospect lost. 

5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast ', 
Wherever I rove, where'er I rest ; 

Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 

Psalm 139. second part. L. M. 

COULD I so false, so faithless prove, 
To quit thy service and thy love, 
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, 
Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 

2 If up to heaven I take my flight, 

'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light : 
Or plunge to hell, there justice reigns, 
And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 

3 If mounted on a morning ray 
I fly beyond the western sea, 

Thy swifter hand would first arrive, 
And there arrest thy fugitive. 

4 Or should I try to shun thy sight 
Beneath the spreading veil of night, 
One glance of thine, one piercing ray 
Would kindle darkness into day. 

5 The veil of night is no disguise, 

No screen from thy all-searching eyes ; 



244 PSALM 139. 

Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon 
Through midnight shades, as blazing noon. 

6 Midnight and noon in this agree, 
Great God, they're both alike to thee ; 
Not death can hide what God will spy, 
And hell lies naked to his eye. 

7 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, 
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; 

Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 

Psalm 139. third part. L. M. 

MY God, what inward grief I feel, 
When impious men transgress thy will ! 
I mourn to hear their lips profane, 
Take thy tremendous name in vain. . 

2 Does not my soul detest and hate 
The sons of malice and deceit ? 
Those .that oppose thy laws and thee, 
I count for enemies, to me. 

3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought; 
Though my own heart accuse me not 
Of walking in a false disguise, 

I beg the trial of thine eyes. 

4 Doth secret mischief lurk within ? 
Do I indulge some unknown sin ? 
Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray, 
And lead me in thy perfect way. 

Psalm 139. fourth part. C. M. 
TN all my vast concerns with thee, 
■*■ In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 
2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
My rising and my rest, 



PSALM 139, 140. 245 

My public walks, my private ways, 
And secrets of my breast. 

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord 

Before they're formed within ; 
And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
He knows the sense I mean. 

4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high, 

Where can a creature hide ? 
Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Enclosed on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 

And like a bulwark prove, 
To guard my soul from every ill, 
Secured by sovereign love. 

Psalm 139. fifth part. C. M. 

LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er, 
They strike me with surprise ; 
Not all the sands that spread the shore 
To equal numbers rise. 

2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, 

The product of thy skill ; 
And hourly blessings from thy hands 
Thy thoughts of love reveal. 

3 These on my heart by night I keep : 

How kind, how dear to me ! 
Oh may the hour that ends my sleep 
Still find my thoughts with thee ! 

Psalm 140. C. M. 

PROTECT us, Lord, from fatal harm; 
Behold our rising woes ; 
We trust alone thy powerful arm, 
To scatter all our foes. 
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246 PSALM 141. 

2 Their tongue is like a poisoned dart, 

Their thoughts are full iof guile ; 
While rage and carnage swell their heart, 
They wear.ja peaceful smile. 

3 O God of grace ! thy guardian care, 

When foes without invade, 
Or spread within a deeper snare, 
Supplies our* constant aid. 

4 Let falsehood flee before thy face, 

Thy heavenly truth extend, 
All nations taste thy heavenly grace, 
And all delusions end. 

5 With daily bread the poor supply, 

The cause of justice plead ; 
And be thy church exalted high, 
With Christ, the glorious head. 

Psalm 141. L. M. , 

MY God, accept my early vows, : 
Like morning incense, in thine house, 
And let my nightly worship rise 
Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, 
From every rash and heedless word ; 

Nor let my feet incline to tread 
The guilty path where sinners lead. 

3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, 
Smite and reprove my wandering way ; 
Their gentle words, like ointment shed, 
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 

4 When I behold them pressed with grief, 
I'll cry to heaven for their relief; 

And by my warm petitions prove 
How much I prize their faithful love. 



PSALM 142, 143. 247 

Psalm 142. C. M. 

TO God I made my sorrows known, 
From God I sought relief; 
In long complaints before his throne 
I poured out all my grief. 

2 My soul was overwhelmed with woes, 

My heart began to break ; 
My God, who all my burdens knows, 
Beholds the way I take. 

3 On every side I cast mine eye, 

And found my helpers gone, 
While friends and strangers passed me by, 
Neglected or unknown. 

4 Then did I raise a louder cry, 

And called thy mercy near, 
" Thou art my portion when I die, 
Be thou my refuge here." 

5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, 

Now let thine ear attend, 
And make my foes, who vex me, know, 
I've an almighty Friend. 

6 From my sad prison set me free, 

Then shall I praise thy name, 
And holy men shall join with me, 
Thy kindness to proclaim. 

Psalm 143. first part. L. M. 
1%/TY righteous Judge, my gracious God, 
**A Hear when I spread my hands abroad/. 
And cry for succour from thy throne ; 
Oh make thy truth and mercy known. 
2 Let judgment not against me pass ; 
Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace ; 
Should justice call us to thy bar, 
No man alive is guiltless there. 



248 PSALM 143. 

3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see 
The mighty woes that burthen me; 
Down to the dust my life is brought, 
Like one long buried and forgot. 

4 I dwell in darkness and unseen, 
My heart is desolate within : 

My thoughts in musing silence trace 
The ancient wonders of thy grace. 

5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope, 
To bear my sinking spirits up ; 

I stretch my hands to God again, 
And thirst, like parched lands for rain. 

6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn ; 
When will thy smiling face return ? 
Shall all my joys on earth remove, 
And God for ever hide his love ? 

Psalm 143. second part. L. M. 

MY God, thy long delay to save 
Will sink thy prisoner to the grave ; 
My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye ; 
Make haste to help before I die. 

2 The night is witness to my tears, 
Distressing pains, distracting fears ; 
Oh might I hear thy morning voice, 
How would my wearied powers rejoice ! 

3 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, 
And lift my weary soul on high ; 
For thee sit waiting all the day, 
And wear the tiresome hours away. 

4 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show 
The path in which my feet should go ; 
If snares and foes beset the road, 

I flee to hide me near my God. 



PSALM 144. 249 

5 Teach me to do thy holy will, 
And lead me to thy heavenly hill : 
Let the good Spirit of thy love 
Conduct me to thy courts above. 

6 Then shall my soul no more complain. 
The tempter then shall rage in vain ; 
And flesh, and sin, my foes before, 
Shall never vex my spirit more. 

Psalm 144. first part. C. M. 

]^OR ever blessed be the Lord, 
- My Saviour and my Shield ; 
He sends his Spirit with his word, 
To arm me for the field. 

2 When sin and hell their force unite, 

He makes my soul his care ; 
Instructs me in the heavenly fight, 
And guards me through the war. 

3 A friend and helper so divine 

My fainting hope shall raise ; 
He makes the glorious victory mine, 
And his shall be the praise. 

Psalm 144. second part. C. M. 

LORD, what is man, poor feeble man, 
Born of the earth at first ? 
His life a shadow, light and vain, 
Still hastening to the dust. 

2 Oh what is feeble dying man, 

Or all his sinful race, 
That God should make it his concern, 
To visit him with grace ! 

3 That God who darts his lightnings down, 

Who shakes the worlds above, 
What terrors wait his awful frown ! 
How wondrous is his love ! 



250 PSALM 144, 145. 

Psalm 144. third part. L. M. 

HAPPY the city, where their sons 
Like pillars round a palace set, 
And daughters, bright as polished stones, 
Give strength and beauty to the state. 

2 Happy the land in culture drest, 

Whose flocks and corn have large increase: 
Where men securely work or rest, 

Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 

3 Happy the nation thus endowed ; 

But more divinely blest are those 
On whom the all-sufficient God, 
Himself, with all his grace bestows. 

Psalm 145. first part. L. M. 

MY God, my King, thy various praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 
Till death and glory raise the song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty done for thee. 

3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim; 
Thy bounty flows an endless stream ; 
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow, 
But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, 
And speak thy majesty divine ; 

Let every realm with joy proclaim 
The sound and honour of thy name. 

5 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of thy praise ; 
And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and triumph of their tongue. 



PSALM 145. 251 

6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ; 
Vast and unsearchable thy ways, 
Vast and immortal be thy praise ! 

Psalm 145. second part. C. M. 

LONG as I live I'll bless thy name, 
My King, my God of love ; 
My work and joy shall be the same, 
In the bright world above. 

2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown, 

And let his praise be great: 
I'll sing the honours of thy throne, 
Thy works of grace repeat. 

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue; 

And while my lips rejoice, 
The men that hear my sacred song 
Shall join their cheerful voice. 

4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, 

And children learn thy ways ; 
Ages to come thy truth proclaim, 
And nations sound thy praise. 

5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 

Shall through the world be known ; 
Thine arm of power, thy heavenly state, 
With public splendour shown. 

6 The world is managed by thy hands, 

Thy saints are ruled by love ; 
And thine eternal kingdom stands, 
Though rocks and hills remove. 
Psalm 145. third part. C. M. 

SWEET is the memory of thy grace, 
My God, my heavenly King ; 
Let age to age thy righteousness 
In sounds of glory sing. 



252 PSALM 145. 

2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines 

His goodness to the skies ; 
Through the whole earth his bounty shines, 
And every want supplies. 

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 

On thee for daily food ; 
Thy liberal hand provides their meat* 
And fills their mouths with good. 

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! 

How slow thine anger moves ! 
But soon he sends his pardoning word 
To cheer the souls he loves. 

5 Creatures with all their endless race 

Thy power and praise proclaim ; 
But saints, that taste thy richer grace, 
Delight to bless thy name. 

Psalm 145. fourth part. C. M. 

LET every tongue thy goodness speak, 
Thou sovereign Lord of all ; 
Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, 
And raise the poor that fall. 

2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, 

Or virtue lies distressed 
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, 
Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 

3 The Lord supports our sinking days, 

And guides our giddy youth : 
Holy and just are all his ways, 
And all his words are truth. 

4 He knows the pains his servants feel, 

He hears his children cry ; 
And their best wishes to fulfil, 
His grace is ever nigh. 



PSALM 146. 253 

i His mercy never shall remove 
From men of heart sincere ; 
He saves the souls, whose humble love 
Is joined with holy fear. 

His stubborn foes his sword shall slay, 
And pierce their hearts with pain ; 

But none that serve the Lord shall say, 
" They sought his aid in vain." 

My lips shall dwell upon his praise, 

And spread his fame abroad; 
Let all the sons of Adam raise 

The honours of their God. 

Psalm 146. first part. L. M. 

PRAISE ye the Lord : my heart shall join 
In work so pleasant, so divine ; 
Now while the flesh is mine abode, 
And when my soul ascends to God. 

Praise shall employ my noblest powers.. 
While immortality endures ; 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last. 

Why should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die and turn to dust ; 
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power, 
And thoughts all vanish in an hour. 

Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God : he made the sky, 
And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
And none shall find his promise vain. 

His truth for ever stands secure ; 
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor ; 
He sends the laboring conscience peace, 
And grants the prisoner sweet release. 



254 PSALM 146. 

6 The Lord to sight restores the blind ; 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
He helps the stranger in distress. 
The widow and the fatherless. 

7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
But turns the wicked down to hell ; 
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

Psalm 146. second part. P. M. 

I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; 
And when my voice is lost in death, 
Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

2 Why should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die and turn to dust ; 

Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; 
Their breath departs, their pomp and power, 
And thoughts all vanish in an hour ; 

Nor can they make their promise good. 

3 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God : He made the sky, 

And earth, and seas, with all their train : 
His truth for ever stands secure ; 
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor, 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 

He sends the laboring conscience peace ! 
He helps the stranger in distress, 
The widow and the fatherless, 

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 



PSALM 147. 255 

5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
But turns the wicked down to hell ; 

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns : 
Let every tongue, let every age, 
In this exalted work engage ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath ; 
And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 

Psalm 147. first part. L. M. 

PRAISE ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise 
Our hearts and voices in his praise : 
His nature and his works invite 
To make this duty our delight. 

2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, 
And gathers nations to his name : 
His mercy melts the stubborn soul, 
And makes the broken spirit whole. 

3 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames, 
He counts their numbers, calls their names ; 
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, 

A deep, where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Great is our Lord, and great his might, 
And all his glories infinite ; 

He crowns the meek, rewards the just, 
And treads the wicked to the dust. 

5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 

Who spreads his clouds around the sky ; 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 



256 PSALM 147. 

6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, 
And clothes the smiling fields with corn ; 
The beasts with food his hands supply, 
And feed the ravens when they cry. 

7 What is the creature's skill or force, 
The vigorous man, the warlike horse, 
The sprightly wit, the active limb ! 
All are too mean delights for him. 

8 His saints are lovely in his sight ; 
He views his children with delight ; 

He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
And finds and loves his image there. 

Psalm 147. second part. L. M. 

LET Zion praise the mighty God, 
And make his honours known abroad ; 
For sweet the joy our songs to raise, 
And glorious is the work of praise. 

2 Our children live secure and blest ; 
Our shores have peace, our cities rest ; 
He feeds our sons with finest wheat, 
And adds his blessings to their meat. 

3 The changing seasons he ordains, 
The early and the latter rains; 

His flakes of snow like wool he sends, 
And thus the springing corn defends. 

4 With hoary frost he strews the ground ; 
His hail descends with dreadful sound ; 
His icy bands the rivers hold, 

And terror arms his wintry cold. 

5 He bids the warmer breezes blow, 
The ice dissolves, the waters flow ; 
But he hath nobler works and ways 
To call his people to his praise. 



PSALM 147. 257 

6 Through all our land his laws are shown ; 
His gospel through our borders known ; 
He hath not thus revealed his word 
To every land — Praise ye the Lord. 

Psalm 147. third part. C. M. 

"V^ITH songs and honours sounding loud, 

* * Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, 
And waters veil the sky. 

2 He sends his showers of blessings down 

To cheer the plains below ; 
He makes the grass the mountains crown, 
And corn in valleys grow. 

3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, 

He hears the ravens cry ; 
But man, who tastes his finest wheat, 
Should raise his honours high. 

4 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year ; 
He bids the sun cut short his race, 
And wintry days appear. 

5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, 

Descend and clothe the ground ; 
The liquid streams forbear to flow, 

In icv fetters bound. 

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6 When from his dreadful stores on high 

He pours the sounding hail, 
The wretch that dares his God defy 
Shall find his courage fail. 

7 He sends his word, and melts the snow, 

The fields no longer mourn ; 
He calls the warmer gales to blow, 
And bids the spring return. 
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258 PSALM 148. 

8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, 
Obey his mighty word ; 
With songs and honours sounding loud, 
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 

Psalm 148. first part. P. M. 

¥E tribes of Adam, join 
With heaven, and earth, and seas, 
And offer notes divine 
To your Creator's praise. 
Ye holy throng 
Of angels bright, 
In worlds of light, 
Begin the song. 

2 Thou sun with dazzling rays, 

And moon that rules the nighty 
Shine to your Maker's praise, 
With stars of twinkling light. 

His power declare, 
Ye floods on high, 
And clouds that fly 
In empty air. 

3 The shining worlds above 

In glorious order stand. 
Or in swift courses move, 
By his supreme command- 
He spake the word, 
And all their frame 
From nothing came 
To praise the Lord. 

4 He moved their mighty wheels 

In unknown ages past, 
And each his word fulfils, 
While time and nature last. 

In different ways 
His works proclaim 



PSALM 148. 259 

His wondrous name, 

And speak his praise. 
Psalm 148. second part. P. M. 

LET all the earth-born race, 
And monsters of the deep, 
The fish that cleave the seas 
Or in their bosom sleep ; 
From sea and shore 
Their tribute pay, 
And still display 

Their Maker's power. 
Ye vapours, hail, and snow, 

Praise ye th' Almighty Lord, 
And stormy winds that blow 
To execute his word. 

When lightnings shine, 
Or thunders roar, 
Let earth adore 
His hand divine. 
Ye mountains near the skies, 

With lofty cedars there, 
And trees of humbler size, 
That fruit in plenty bear ; 
Beasts, wild and tame, 
Birds, flies, and worms, 
In various forms 
Exalt his name. 

Rulers and judges, fear 

The Lord the sovereign King, 
And while you rule us here, 
His heavenly honours sing : 
Nor let the dream 
Of power and state 
Make you forget 
His power supreme. 



260 PSALM 148. 

5 Virgins and youths engage 

To sound his praise divine, 
While infancy and age 
Their feeble voices join: 
Wide as he reigns 
His name be sung 
By every tongue 
In endless strains. 

6 Let all the nations fear 

The God that rules above j 
He brings his people near, 

And makes them taste his love : 
While earth and sky 
Attempt his praise, 
His saints shall raise 
His honours high. 

Psalm 148. third part. P. M. 

BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, 
Let each enraptured thought obey, 
And praise th' Almighty's name. 
Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies 
In one melodious concert rise, 
To swell th' inspiring theme. 

2 Ye fields of light, celestial plains, 
Where gay transporting beauty reigns, 

Ye scenes divinely fair ; 
Your Maker's wondrous power proclaim, 
Tell how he formed your shining frame, 

And breathed the fluid air. 

3 Ye angels catch the thrilling sound ; 
While all th' adoring thrones around 

His boundless mercy sing ; 
Let every listening saint above 
Wake all the tuneful soul of love, 

And touch the sweetest string. 



PSALM 148. 261 

4 Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir : 
Thou, dazzling orb of liquid fire, 

The mighty chcrus aid : 
Soon as gray evening gilds the plain, 
Thou, moon, protract the melting strain, 

And praise him in the shade. 

5 Let every element rejoice : 

Ye thunders, burst with awful voice, 

To him who bids you roll : 
His praise in softer notes declare, 
Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 

And breathe it to the soul. 

6 Let man, for nobler service made, 
The feeling heart, the judging head, 

In heavenly praise employ : 
Spread his tremendous name around, 
Till heaven's broad arch rings back the sound, 

The general burst of joy. 

7 Ye, whom the charms of grandeur please, 
Nursed on the downy lap of ease, 

Fall prostrate at his throne ; 
Ye princes, rulers, all adore ; 
Praise him ye Kings, who makes your power 

An image of his own. 

8 Let youth its ardent passions move, 
To praise the eternal Source of love, 

With all its hallowed fire : 
Let age take up the tuneful lay, 
Sigh his blest name, then soar away, 

And ask an angel's lyre. 

9 Let saints, redeemed from death and hell, 
In louder, loftier numbers tell, 

The wonders of his grace: 



262 PSALM 148. 

Beyond creation's utmost bounds, 
Above her noblest sweetest sounds, 
Declare Jehovah's praise. 

Psalm 148. fourth part. L. M. 
X OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, 
-*-^ From distant worlds where creatures 

dwell : 
Let heaven begin the solemn word, 
And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns ! 

Let every angel bend the knee ; 
Sing of his love in heavenly strains, 
And speak how fierce his terrors be. 

3 High on a throne his glories dwell, 

An awful throne of shining bliss : 
Fly through the world, O sun, and tell 
How dark thy beams compared to his. 

4 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame 

In sounds of dreadful praise declare j 
Let the sweet whisper of his name 
Fill every gentler breeze of air. 

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree 

To join their praise with blazing fire ; 
Let the firm earth and rolling sea 
In this eternal song conspire. 

6 Ye flowery plains proclaim his skill ; 

Ye valleys sink before his eye ; 
And let his praise from every hill 
Rise tuneful to the neighboring sky. 

7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines, 

Bend your high branches and adore : 
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains ; 
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar. 



PSALM 148. 263 

8 Birds, ye must make his praise your theme, 

Nature demands a song from you : 
While the dumb fish that cut the stream, 
Leap up, and mean his praises too. 

9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue 

When nature all around you sings ? 
Oh for a shout from old and young, 
From humble swains and lofty kings ! 

10 Wide as his vast dominion lies, 

Make the Creator's name be known ; 
Loud as his thunder shout his praise, 
And sound it lofty as his throne. 

1 1 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! 

Oh may it dwell on every tongue ! 
But saints, who best have known the Lord, 
Are bound to raise the noblest song. 

12 Speak of the wonders of that love 

Which Gabriel plays on every chord ; 
From all below, and all above, 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ! 

Psalm 148. fifth part. S. M. 
ET every creature join 
-■-^ To praise th' eternal God ; 
Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin, 
And sound his name abroad. 

2 Thou sun with golden beams, 

And moon with paler rays, 
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, 
Shine to your Maker's praise. 

3 He built those worlds above, 

And fixed their wondrous frame ; 
By his command they stand or move, 
And ever speak his name. 



264 PSALM 148. 

4 Ye vapours, when ye rise, 

Or fall in showers or snow, 
Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies, 
His power and glory show. 

5 Wind, hail, and flaming fire, 

Agree to praise the Lord, 
When ye in dreadful storms conspire 
To execute his word. 

6 By all his works above 

His honours be expressed ; 
But saints, that taste his saving love, 
Should sing his praises best. 

Psalm 148. sixth part. S. M. 

LET earth and ocean know 
They owe their Maker praise : 
Praise him, ye watery worlds below, 
And monsters of the seas. 

2 From mountains near the sky 

Let his high praise resound ; 
From humble shrubs, and cedars high, 
And vales and fields around. 

3 Ye lions of the wood, 

And tamer beasts that graze, 
Ye live upon his daily food, 
And he expects your praise. 

4 Ye birds of lofty wing, 

On high his praises bear, 
Or sit on flowery boughs, and sing 
Your Maker's glory there. 

5 Ye reptile myriads, join 

T' exalt his glorious name; 
And flies, in beauteous forms that shine, 
His wondrous skill proclaim. 



PSALM 148,149. 265 

6 By all the earth-born race, 
His honours be expressed ; 
But saints that know his heavenly grace, 
Should learn to praise him best. 
Psalm 148. seventh part. S. M. 

MONARCHS of wide command, 
Praise ye th' eternal King ; 
Judges, adore that sovereign hand, 
Whence all your honours spring. 

2 Let vigorous youth engage 

To sound his praises high ; 
Where growing babes with withering age, 
Their feeble voices try. 

3 United zeal be shown 

His wondrous fame to raise ; 

God is the Lord ; his name alone 

Deserves our endless praise. 

4 Let nature join with art, 

And all pronounce him blest ; 
But saints, that dwell so near his heart, 
Should sing his praises best. 

Psalm 149. CM. 
A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, 
f* And let your songs be new ; 
Amidst the church, with cheerful voice, 
His later wonders show. 

2 The Jews, the people of his grace, 

Shall their Redeemer sing ; 
And gentile nations join the praise, 
While Zion owns her King. 

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just y 

Whom sinners treat with scorn ; 
The meek, that lie despised in dust, 
Salvation shall adorn. 



266 PSALM 150. 

4 Saints shall be joyful in their King, 

E'en on a dying bed ; 
And like the souls in glory sing, 
For God shall raise the dead. 

5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues, 

Their hand shall wield the sword: 
And vengeance shall attend their songs, 
The vengeance of the Lord. 

6 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends, 

And bids the world appear, 
Thrones are prepared for all his friends, 
Who humbly loved him here. 

7 Then shall they rule with iron rod, 

Nations that dared rebel, 
And join the sentence of their God, 
On tyrants doomed to hell. 

8 The royal sinners, bound in chains, 

New triumph shall afford : 
Such honour for the saints remains: 
Praise ye, and love the Lord. 

Psalm 150. first part. C. M. 
"N God's own house pronounce his praise, 
His grace he there reveals ; 
To heaven your joy and wonder raise, 
For there his glory dwells. 

Let all your sacred passions move, 
While you rehearse his deeds ; 

But the great work of saving love 
Your highest praise exceeds. 

All that have motion, life, and breath, 

Proclaim your Maker blest; 
Yet when my voice expires in death, 

My soul shall praise him best. 



DOXOLOGIES. 267 

Psalm 150. second part. L. M. 

PRAISE ye the Lord ; all nature join 
In work and worship so divine; 
Let heaven and earth unite, and raise 
High hallelujahs to his praise. 

2 While realms of joy, and worlds around, 
Their hallelujahs high resound; 

Let saints below and saints above, 
Exulting sing redeeming love. 

3 As instruments well tuned and strung, 
We'll praise the Lord w 7 ith heart and tongue; 
While life remains we'll loud proclaim 

High hallelujahs to his name. 

4 Beyond the grave, in nobler strains, 
When freed from sorrow, sin, and pains, 
Eternally the church will raise 

High hallelujahs to his praise. 

THE CHRISTIAN DOXOLOGY. 

L. M. 

God the Father, God the Son, 



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And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honour, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 

L. M. 

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him^ all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

C. M. 

THE God of mercy be adored, 
Who calls our souls from death, 



268 DOXOLOGIES. 

Who saves by his redeeming Word, 
And new-creating Breath. 

2 To praise the Father, and the Son, 
And Spirit, all divine, 
The One in Three, and Three in One, 
Let all creation join. 

C. M. 

LET God the Father, and the Son, 
And Spirit be adored, 
Where there are works to make him known, 
Or saints to love the Lord. 

S. M. 

¥E angels round the throne, 
And saints that dwell below, 
Worship the Father, and the Son, 
And Holy Spirit too. 

S. M. 

TO the eternal Three, 
In will and essence One, 
Be universal homage paid, 
And equal honours done. 

P. M. 

NOW to the great and sacred Three, 
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
Eternal praise and glory given, 
Through all the worlds, where God is known, 
By all the angels near the throne, 

And all the saints in earth and heaven. 

P. M. 

TO God the Father's throne 
Perpetual honours raise ; 
Glory to God the Son, 
To God the Spirit praise : 



DOXOLOGIES. 269 

With all our powers, 
Eternal King, 
Thy name we sing, 

While faith adores. 
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TO Father, Son, and Spirit ever blest, 
Eternal praise and worship be addrest ; 
From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, 
And spread his fame, till time shall be no 
more. 

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HYMNS. 



Hymn 1. L. M. 

ERE the blue heavens were stretched 
abroad, 
From everlasting was the Word ; 
With God he was ; the Word was God, 
And must divinely be adored. 

By his own power all things were made ,• 
By him supported all things stand ; 
He is the whole creation's head, 
And angels fly at his command. 

Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, 
He led the host of morning stars : 
(His generation who can tell, 
Or count the number of his years ?) 

But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms ; 
The Word descends and dwells in clay, 
That he may converse hold with worms, 
Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. 

Mortals with joy beheld his face, 
Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
How full of truth, how full of grace, 
The brightness of the Godhead shone! 

The angels leave their high abode, 
To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of Immanuel. 

271 



272 HYMN 2, 3. 

Hymn 2. C. M. 

A WAKE, awake the sacred song 
-^- To our incarnate Lord a 
Let every heart and every tongue 
Adore th' eternal Word. 

2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power, 

By whom the worlds were made ; 
(O happy morn ! illustrious hour !) 
Was once in flesh arrayed ! 

3 Then shone almighty power and love 

In all their glorious forms, 
When Jesus left his throne above 
To dwell with sinful worms. 

4 To dwell with misery below, 

The Saviour left the skies j 
And sunk to wretchedness and woe, 
That worthless man might rise. 

5 Adoring Angels tuned their songs, 

To hail the joyful day ; 
With rapture then, let mortal tongues 
Their grateful worship pay. 

6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! 

With wonder we adore ; 
But could we sing as Angels do, 
Our highest praise were poor. 

Hymn 3. C. M. 

NAKED as from the earth we came, 
And crept to life at first, 
We to the earth return again, 
And mingle with our dust. 
2 The dear delights we here enjoy, 
And fondly call our own, 
Are but short favours borrowed now, 
To be repaid anon. 



HYMN 4. 273 

'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, 

Or sinks them in the grave; 
He gives, and (blessed be his name) 

He takes but what he gave. 

Peace, all our angry passions then, 

Let each rebellious sigh 
Be silent at his sovereign will, 

And every murmur die. 

If smiling mercy crown our lives, 

Its praises shall be spread ; 
And we'll adore the justice too, 

That strikes our comforts dead. 

Hymn 4. C. M. 

LET every mortal ear attend, 
And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
With an inviting voice. 

Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 

That feed upon the wind, 
And vainly strive with earthly toys 

To fill an empty mind : 

Eternal wisdom has prepared 

A soul-reviving feast, 
And bids your longing appetites, 

The rich provision taste. 

Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 

And pine away and die, 
Here you may quench your raging thirst, 

With springs that never dry. 

Rivers of love and mercy here, 

In a rich ocean join ; 
Salvation in abundance flows, 

Like floods of milk and wine. 



274 HYMN 5. 

6 Ye perishing and naked poor, 

Who work with mighty pain, 
To weave a garment of your own, 
That will not hide your sin ; 

7 Come naked, and adorn your souls 

In robes prepared by God, 
Wrought by the labours of his Son, 
And dyed in his own blood. 

8 Great God ! the treasures of thy love 

Are everlasting mines, 
Deep as our helpless miseries are, 
And boundless as our sins ! 

9 The happy gates of gospel grace 

Stand open night and day; 
Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away. 

Hymn 5. C. M. 

HOW glorious is the sacred place, 
Where we adoring stand ; 
Zion the joy of all the earth, 
The beauty of the land. 

2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 

The city where we dwell ; 
The walls of strong salvation made, 
Defy the assaults of hell. 

3 Lift up the everlasting gates, 

The doors wide open fling ; 
Enter, ye nations that obey 
The statutes of your King. 

4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys, 

And live in perfect peace ; 
You that have known Jehovah's name, 
And ventured on his grace. 



HYMN 6, 7. 275 

Trust in the Lord, for ever trust, 

And banish all your fears ; 
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 

Eternal as his years. 
What though the rebels dwell on high, 

His arm shall bring them low ; 
Low as the caverns of the grave, 

Their lofty heads shall bow. 
Hymn 6. C. M. 

IN vain we lavish out our lives 
To gather empty wind ; 
The choicest blessings earth can yield 

Will starve a hungry mind. 
Our God will every want supply, 
And fill our hearts with peace : 
He gives by covenant and by oath 
The riches of his grace. 

Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls, 

And wash away our stains, 
In the dear fountain that his Son 

Poured from his dying veins. 

There shall his sacred spirit dwell, 

And deep engrave his law ; 
And every motion of our souls 

To swift obedience draw. 
Thus will he pour salvation down, 

And we shall render praise ; 
We the dear people of his love. 

And he our God of grace. 

Hymn 7. S. M. 

HOW beauteous are their feet, 
Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 



276 HYMN 8. 

2 How charming is their voice ! 

How sweet their tidings are ! 
" Zion, behold thy Saviour King, 
He reigns and triumphs here." 

3 How happy are our ears 

That hear this joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found ! 

4 How blessed are our eyes, 

That see this heavenly light ! 
Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

Hymn 8. L. M. 

THERE was an hour when Christ re- 
joiced, 
And spoke his joy in words of praise; 
' k Father, I thank thee, mighty God, 
Lord of the earth, and heavens, and seas. 

2 " I thank thy sovereign power and love, 
That crowns my doctrine with success ; 
And makes the babes in knowledge learn 
The heights, and breadths, and lengths of 

grace. 

3 " But all this glory lies concealed 
From men of prudence and of wit ; 

The prince of darkness blinds their eyes, 
And their own pride resists the light. 

4 " Father, 'tis thus, because thy will 
Chose and ordained it should be so ; 



HYMN 9,10. 277 

'Tis thy delight t' abase the proud, 
And lay the haughty scorner low. 

5 " There's none can know the Father right, 
But those that learn it from the Son ; 
Nor can the Son be well received, 

But where the Father makes him known." 

6 Then let our souls adore our God, 
That deals his graces as he please ; 
Nor gives to mortals an account, 
Or of his actions or decrees. 

Hymn 9. L. M. 

THE lands that long in darkness lay, 
Now have beheld a heavenly light ; 
Nations that sat in death's cold shade, 
Are blest with beams divinely bright. 

2 The virgin's promised Son is born ; 
Behold the expected child appear ! 
What shall his names or titles be ? 
" The Wonderful, the Counsellor !" 

3 The government of earth and seas 
Upon his shoulders shall be laid : 
His wide dominions shall increase, 
And honours to his name be paid. 

4 Jesus, the holy child, shall sit 
High on his Father David's throne ; 
Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, 
And reign to ages yet unknown. 

Hymn 10. L. M. 

WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 
'Tis God that justifies their souls ; 
And mercy, like a mighty stream, 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 
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278 HYMN 11. 

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 

'Tis Christ that suffered in their stead ; 
And the salvation to fulfil, 

Behold him rising from the dead ! 

3 He lives ! he lives, and sits above, 

For ever interceding there : 
Who shall divide us from his love ? 
Or what shall tempt us to despair ? 

4 Shall persecution or distress, 
Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? 

He that hath loved us, bears us through, 
And makes us more than conquerors too. 

5 Faith hath an overcoming power, 
It triumphs in the dying hour : 
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope ; 
Nor can we sink with such a prop. 

6 Not all that men on earth can do, 
Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
Shall cause his mercy to remove, 

Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 

Hymn 11. L. M. 

LET me but hear my Saviour say, 
" Strength shall be equal to thy day ; n 
Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 

2 I glory in infirmity, 

That Christ's own power may rest on me ; 
When I am weak, then am I strong, 
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 

3 I can do all things, or can bear 

All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; 
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
While his left hand my head sustains. 



HYMN 12, 13. 279 

4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn, 
And we attempt the work alone, 
When new temptations spring and rise, 
We find how great our weakness is. 

Hymn 12. CM. 

f| FOR an overcoming faith 
^-* To cheer my dying hours, 
To triumph o'er the monster, Death, 
And all his frightful powers ! 

2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, 

My quivering lips should sing, 
" Where is thy boasted victory, grave ? 
And where the monster's sting ?" 

3 If sin be pardoned, I'm secure ; 

Death hath no sting beside ; 
The law gives sin its damning power ; 
But Christ, my ransom, died. 

4 Now to the God of victory 

Immortal thanks be paid, 
Who makes us conquerors while we die, 
Through Christ, our living head. 

Hymn 13. CM. 

HEAR what the voice from heaven pro- 
claims 
For all the pious dead ! 
Sweet is the savour of their names, 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus, and are blessed ; 

How kind their slumbers are ! 
From sufferings and from sin released, 
And freed from every snare. 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord ; 



280 HYMN 14, 15. 

The labours of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 

Hymn 14. C. M. 

AWAKE my heart, arise my tongue, 
Prepare a tuneful voice ; 
In God, the life of all my joys, 
Aloud will I rejoice. 

2 'Tis he adorned my naked soul, 

And made salvation mine ; 
Upon a poor polluted worm 
He makes his graces shine. 

3 And lest the shadow of a spot 

Should on my soul be found, 
He took the robe the Saviour wrought, 
And cast it all aroimd. 

4 How far the heavenly robe exceeds 

What earthly princes wear ! 
These ornaments how bright they shine ! 
How white the garments are ! 

5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, 

And hope and every grace ; 

But Jesus spent his life to work 

The robe of righteousness. 

6 Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed 

By the great sacred Three! 
In sweetest harmony of praise 
Let all thy powers agree. 

Hymn 15. C. M. 

O, what a glorious sight appears 
-*^ To our believing eyes ! 
The earth and seas are passed away, 
And the old rolling skies : 



HYMN 16. 281 

2 From the third heaven, where God resides, 

That holy, happy place, 
The new Jerusalem comes down, 
Adorned with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 

And the bright armies sing, 
" Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King ! 

4 " The God of glory down to men 

Removes his blest abode ; 
Men the dear objects of his love, 
And he their gracious God. 

5 " His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 

From every weeping eye ; 
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, 
And death itself shall die." 

6 How 7 long, dear Saviour, O how long 

Shall this bright hour delay ! 
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
And bring the welcome day. 

Hymn 16. C. M. 

BLEST be the everlasting God, 
The Father of our Lord ; 
Be his abounding mercy praised, 
His majesty adored. 

2 When from the dead he raised his Son 

And called him to the sky, 

He gave our souls a lively hope, 

That they should never die. 

3 What though our inbred sins require 

Our flesh to see the dust ; 
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose, 
So all his followers must. 
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282 HYMN 17. 

4 There 's an inheritance divine, 

Reserved against that day ; 
'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, 
And cannot fade away. 

5 Saints by the power of God are kept, 

Till the salvation come ; 
We walk by faith as strangers here, 
Till Christ shall call us home. 

Hymn 17. C. M. 

DEATH may dissolve my body now, 
And bear my spirit home : 
Why do my minutes move so slow, 
Nor my salvation come ? 

2 With heavenly weapons I have fought 

The battles of the Lord, 
Finished my course, and kept the faith 
And wait the sure reward. 

3 God has laid up in heaven for me 

A crown which cannot fade ; 
The righteous Judge, at that great day, 
Shall place it on my head. 

4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed 

This prize for me alone ; 
But all that love, and long to see 
The appearance of his Son. 

5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 

From every ill design ; 
And to his heavenly kingdom take 
This feeble soul of mine. 

6 God is my everlasting aid, 

And hell shall rage in vain ; 

To him be highest glory paid, 

And endless praise — Amen. 



HYMN 18, 19. 283 

Hymn 18. L. M. 

IN thine own ways, O God of love, 
We wait the visits of thy grace ! 
Our souPs desire is to thy name, 
And the remembrance of thy face. 

2 My thoughts are searching, Lord, for thee, 
Mid the black shades of lonesome night ; 
My earnest cries salute the skies, 

Before the dawn restores the light. 

3 Look, how rebellious men deride 
The tender patience of my God : 
But they shall see thy lifted hand, 
And feel the scourges of thy rod. 

4 Hark ! the eternal rends the sky, 
A mighty voice before him goes, 
A voice of music to his friends, 
Of threatening thunder to his foes. 

5 " Come, children, to your Father's arms, 
Hide in the chambers of my grace, 
Till the fierce storms be overblown, 
And my revenging fury cease. 

6 " My sword shall boast its thousands slain, 
And drink the blood of haughty kings, 
While heavenly peace around my flock 
Stretches its soft and shady wings." 

Hymn 19. C. M. 
'\\THENCE do our mournful thoughts arise? 

* * And where's our courage fled ? 
Has restless sin and raging hell 
Struck all our comforts dead ? 
2 Have we forgot th' Almighty name 
That formed the earth and sea ? 
And can an all-creating arm 
Grow weary or decay ? 



284 HYMN 20. 

3 Treasures of everlasting might 

In our Jehovah dwell : 
He gives the conquest to the weak, 
And treads their foes to hell. 

4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die, 

And youthful vigour cease ; 
But we that wait upon the Lord, 
Shall feel our strength increase. 

5 The saints shall mount on eagles' wings, 

And taste the promised bliss, 
Till their unwearied feet arrive 
Where perfect pleasure is. 

Hymn 20. C. M. 

NOW shall my inward joys arise, 
And burst into a song ; 
Almighty love inspires my heart, 
And pleasure tunes my tongue. 

2 God on his thirsty Sion-hill 

Some mercy-drops has thrown, 
And solemn oaths have bound his love 
To shower salvation down. 

3 Why do we then indulge our fears, 

Suspicions and complaints ? 

Is he a God, and shall his grace 

Grow weary of his saints ? 

4 Can a kind woman e'er forget 

The infant of her womb, 
And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts 
Her suckling have no room ? 

5 " Yet, saith the Lord, should nature change, 

And mothers monsters prove, 
Sion still dwells upon the heart 
Of everlasting love. 



HYMN 21, 22. 285 

6 " Deep on the palms of both my hands 
I have engraved her name : 
My hands shall raise her ruined walls, 
And build her broken frame." 
Hymn 21. L. M. 

AWAKE our souls, (away our fears, 
Let every trembling thought be gone,) 
Awake and run the heavenly race, 
And put a cheerful courage on. 

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
But they forget the mighty God 

That feeds the strength of every saint ; 

3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 

Is ever new and ever young, 
And firm endures, while endless years 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 

While such as trust their native strength 

Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 

5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 

We'll mount aloft to thine abode : 
On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 

Hymn 22. CM. 

HOW strong thine arm is, mighty God, 
Who would not fear thy name! 
Jesus, how sweet thy graces are! 
Who would not love the Lamb ! 

2 He has done more than Moses did, 
Our Prophet and our King : 
From bonds of hell he freed our souls, 
And taught our lips to sing. 



286 HYMN 23. 

3 In the Red Sea, by Moses' hand, 

Th' Egyptian host was drowned; 
But his own blood hides all our sins, 
And guilt no more is found, 

4 When through the desert Israel went, 

With manna they were fed : 
Our Lord invites us to his flesh, 
And calls it living bread. 

5 Moses beheld the promised land, 

Yet never reached the place : 
But Christ shall bring his followers home, 
To see his Father's face. 

6 Then will our love and joy be full, 

And feel a warmer flame, 
And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 

Hymn 23* S. M. 

HPO God the only wise, 
-*- Our Saviour and our King, 
Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 'Tis his almighty love, 

His counsel and his care, 
Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
And every hurtful snare. 

3 He will present our souls, 

Unblemished and complete, 
Before the glory of his face, 
With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 

Shall meet around the throne, 
Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
And make his wonders known. 



HYMN 24, 25. 287 

5 To our Redeemer God, 

Wisdom and power belongs, 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting songs. 

Hymn 24. L. M. 

'HP WAS the commission of our Lord, 
A " Go teach the nations, and baptize." 
The nations have received the word, 
Since he ascended to the skies. 

2 He sits upon th' eternal hills, 

With grace and pardon in his hands, 
And sends his covenant with the seals, 
To bless the distant Christian lands. 

3 " Repent and be baptized," he saith, 

" For the remission of your sins ;" 
And thus our sense assists our faith, 
And shows us what the Gospel means. 

4 Our souls he washes in his blood, 

As water makes the body clean; 
And the good Spirit from our God 
Descends like purifying rain. 

5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee. 

And seal our covenant with the Lord ; 
O may the great eternal Three 

In heaven our solemn vows record ! 

Hymn 25. L. M. 

f^ OD, who in various methods told 
^-* His mind and will to saints of old, 
Sent his own Son with truth and grace, 
To teach us in these latter days. 
2 Our nation reads the written word, 
That book of life, that sure record : 
The bright inheritance of heaven 
Is by the sweet conveyance given. 



288 HYMN 26. 

3 God's kindest thoughts are here expressed, 
Able to make us wise and blessed; 
The doctrines are divinely true, 
Fit for reproof and comfort too. 

Hymn 26. CM. 

BACKWARD with humble shame we look, 
On our original ; 
How is our nature dashed and broke, 
In our first father's fall ! 

2 To all that 's good averse and blind, 

But prone to all that 's ill, 
What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! 
How obstinate our will ! 

3 How strong in our degenerate blood 

The old corruption reigns, 
And, mingling with the crooked flood, 
Wanders through all our veins ! 

4 Wild and unwholesome as the root, 

Will all the branches be ; 
How can we hope for living fruit 
From such a deadly tree ? 

5 What mortal power from things unclean 

Can pure productions bring ? 
Who can command a vital stream 
From an infected spring ? 

6 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love 

Can make our nature clean, 
While Christ and grace prevail above 
The tempter, death, and sin. 

7 The second Adam shall restore 

The ruins of the first ; 
Hosanna to that sovereign power 
That new creates our dust. 



HYMN 27, 28. 289 

Hymn 27. L. M. 

r 0W to the Lord, that makes us know 
^ The wonders of his dying love, 
Be humble honours paid below, 

And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 'Twas he that cleansed our foulest sins, 

And w r ashed us in his richest blood ; 
'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, 
And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus our atoning Priest, 

To Jesus our exalted King, 
Be everlasting power confessed, 
And eveiy tongue his glory sing. 

4 Behold on flying clouds he comes, 

And every eye shall see him move ; 
Though with our sins we pierced him once, 
Then he displays his pardoning love, 

5 The unbelieving world shall wail, 

While we rejoice to see the day : 

Come, Lord, nor let thy promise fail, 

Nor let thy chariots long delay. 

Hymn 28. C. M. 
g^OME let us join our cheerful songs, 
\* With angels round the throne : 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues ; 
But all their joys are one. 

2 " Worthy the Lamb that died, 5 ' they cry, 

" To be exalted thus :" 
" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
" For he was slain for us." 

3 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 
2b 



290 HYMN 29, 30. 

4 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred name 
Of him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

Hymn 29. L. M. 
^OL^HAT equal honours shall we bring 

* * To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
When all the notes that angels sing 
Are far inferior to thy name ! 

2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 

The Prince of Peace that groaned and died, 
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
At his almighty Father's side. 

3 Power and dominion are his due, 

Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar ; 
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 

Though he was charged with madness here. 

4 All riches are his native right, 

Yet he sustained amazing loss ; 
To him ascribe eternal might, 

Who left his weakness on the cross. 

5 Honour immortal must be paid, 

Instead of scandal and of scorn; 
While glory shines around his head, 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 

Who bore the curse for wretched men : 
Let angels sound his sacred name, 
And every creature say — Amen. 
Hymn 30. S. M. 

BEHOLD what wondrous grace 
The Father has bestowed 
On sinners of a mortal race, 
To call them sons of God ! 



HYMN 31. 291 

'Tis no surprising thing, 

That we should be unknown ; 
The Jewish world knew not their King, 

God's everlasting Son. 

Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour here, 

We shall be like our head. 

A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure, 
May purge our souls from sense and sin, 

As Christ the Lord is pure. 

If in my Father's love 

I share a filial part, 
Send down thy Spirit like a dove, 

To rest upon my heart. 

We would no longer lie 

Like slaves beneath the throne j 

My faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 

Hymn 31. L. M. 

THOU whom my soul admires above 
All earthly joy, and earthly love, 
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, 
Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow ? 

! Where is the shadow of that rock, 
That from the sun defends thy flock ? 
Fain would I feed among thy sheep, 
Among them rest, among them sleep* 

! Why should thy bride appear like one 
That turns aside to paths unknown ? 
My constant feet would never rove, 
Would never seek another love. 



292 HYMN 32, 33. 

Hymn 32. L. M. 
"^TTHEN strangers stand and hear me tell, 
* * What beauties in my Saviour dwell ; 
Where he is gone they fain would know, 
That they may seek and love him too. 

2 My best Beloved keeps his throne 
On hills of light in worlds unknown ; 
But he descends, and shows his face 
In the young gardens of his grace. 

3 O may my spirit daily rise 

On wings of faith above the skies, 
Till death shall make my last remove, 
To dwell for ever with my love. 

Hymn 33. L. M. 

i~^ OD of the morning, at thy voice 

^-* The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 

And like a giant doth rejoice 

To run his journey through the skies. 

2 From the fair chambers of the east 

The circuit of his race begins 
And, without weariness or rest, 

Round the whole earth he flies and shines. 

3 Oh, like the sun, may I fulfil 

Th' appointed duties of the day, 
With ready mind and active will, 

March on, and keep my heavenly way. 

4 But I shall rove and lose the race, 

If God, my sun, should disappear, 
And leave me in this world's w r ild maze, 
To foDow every wandering star. 

5 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 

Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure, 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 



HYMN 34,35, 293 

6 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 
And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
All my desires and hopes beside, 

Are faint and cold compared with this. 

Hymn 34. L. M. 

THUS far the Lord has led me on, 
Thus far his power prolongs my days, 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I, perhaps, am near my home; 
But he forgives my follies past, 

He gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep, 

Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
While well appointed angels keep 

Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 In vain the sons of earth or hell 

Tell me a thousand frightful things ; 
My God in safety makes me dwell 
Beneath the shadow of his wings. 

5 Faith in his name forbids my fear : 

O may thy presence ne'er depart ! 
And in the morning make me hear 
The love and kindness of thy heart. 

6 Thus when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground. 
And wait thy voice to rouse the tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 

Hymn 35. L. M. 

MY God, how endless is thy love ! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above, 
Gentlv distil like early dew. 
2b2 



294 HYMN 36, 37. 

2 Thou spreadest the curtain of the night, 

Great guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command, 

To thee I consecrate my days ; 
Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

Hymn 36. CM. 
l^TOT from the dust affliction grows, 
■f^ Nor troubles rise by chance ; 
Yet v?e are born to cares and woes ! 
A sad inheritance ! 

2 As sparks break out from burning coals, 

And still are upwards borne ; 
So grief is rooted in our souls, 
And man grows up to mourn. 

3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, 

And trust his promised grace ; 
He rules me by his well known laws, 
Of love and righteousness. 

4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore, 

Shall spoil my future peace, 
For death and hell can do no more, 
Than what my Father please. 
Hymn 37. L. M. 

THUS saith the high and lofty One, 
" I sit upon my holy throne ; 
My name is God ; I dwell on high ; 
Dwell in my own eternity. 
2 " But I descend to worlds below ; 
On earth I have a mansion too ; 
The humble spirit and contrite 
Is an abode of my delight. 



HYMN 38. 295 

3 " The humble soul my words revive, 
I bid the mourning sinner live : 
Heal all the broken hearts I find, 
And ease the sorrows of the mind. 

4 " When I contend against their sin, 

I make them know how vile they've been ; 
But should my wrath for ever smoke, 
Their souls would sink beneath my stroke." 

5 O may thy pardoning grace be nigh, 
Lest we should faint, despair, and die ! 
Thus shall our better thoughts approve 
The methods of thy chastening love. 

Hymn 38. L. M. 

LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
The time V insure the great reward ; 
And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
The vilest sinner may return. 

2 Life is the hour that God hath given 
T' escape from hell and fly to heaven j 
The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day. 

3 The living know that they must ( die ; 
But all the dead forgotten lie ; 

Their memory and their sense are gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 Their hatred and their love are lost, 
Their envy buried in the dust ; 
They have no share in all that 's done 
Beneath the circuit of the sun. 

5 Then, what my thoughts design to do, 
My hands, with all your might pursue 
Since no device nor work is found, 
Nor faith nor hope beneath the ground. 



296 HYMN 39, 40. 

6 There are no acts of pardon past 
In the cold grave to which we haste; 
But darkness, death, and long despair, 
Reign in eternal silence there. 

Hymn 39. L. M. 

TE sons of Adam, vain and young, 
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue, 
Taste the delights your souls desire, 
And give a loose to all your fire. 

2 God from on high beholds your thoughts, 
His book records your secret faults : 
The works of darkness you have done 
Must all appear before the sun. 

3 The vengeance to your follies due 

Should strike your hearts with terror through ; 
How will ye stand before his face, 
Or answer for his injured grace? 

4 Almighty God, turn off their eyes 
From these alluring vanities ; 
And let the thunder of thy word 
Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 

Hymn 40. L. M. 

NOW, in the heat of youthful blood, 
Remember your Creator, God : 
Behold, the months come hastening on, 
When you shall say, " My joys are gone." 

2 Behold, the aged sinner goes, 
Laden with guilt and heavy woes, 
Down to the regions of the dead, 
With endless curses on his head. 

3 The dust returns to dust again ; 
The soul, in agonies of pain, 
Ascends to God ; not there to dwell, 
But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 



HYMN 41, 42. 297 

4 Eternal King ! I fear thy name ; 
Teach me to know how frail I am ; 
And when my soul must hence remove, 
Give me a mansion in thy love. 

Hymn 41. CM. 

YAIN are the hopes the sons of men 
On their own works have built ; 
Their hearts by nature all unclean, 
And all their actions guilt. 

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, 

Without a murmuring word, 
And the whole race of Adam stand 
Guilty before the Lord. 

3 In vain we ask God's righteous law 

To justify us now, 
Since to convince and to condemn 
Is all the law can do. 

4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace ! 

When in thy name we trust, 

Our faith receives a righteousness 

That makes the sinner just. 

Hymn 42. CM. 

TWTOT all the outward forms on earth, 
-*-™ Nor rites that God has given, 
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 
Can raise a soul to heaven. 

2 The sovereign will of God alone 

Creates us heirs of grace : 
Born in the image of his Son, 
A new peculiar race. 

3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, 

Blows on the sons of flesh, 

New models all the carnal mind, 

And forms the man afresh. 



298 HYMN 43, 44. 

4 Our quickened souls awake and rise 
From the long sleep of death ; 
On heavenly things we fix our eyes, 
And praise employs our breath. 
Hymn 43. L. M. 

BURIED in shadows of the night, 
We lie till Christ restores the light ; 
Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 
And chase the darkness of the mind. 

2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears, 
Till his atoning blood appears : 
Then we awake from deep distress, 

And sing, " The Lord our righteousness." 

3 Our very frame is mixed with sin; 
His Spirit makes our nature clean ; 
Such virtues from his sufferings flow, 
At once to cleanse and pardon too. 

4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, 
Binding his slaves in heavy chains ; 
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks 
The iron bondage from our necks. 

5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess 
Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness ; 
Thou art our mighty all, and we 

Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 

Hymn 44. S. M. 

HOW heavy is the night 
That hangs upon our eyes, 
Till Christ, with his reviving light, 
Over our souls arise ! 
2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of heaven; 
But, in his righteousness arrayed, 
We see our sins forgiven. 



HYMN 45, 46. 299 

3 Unholy and impure 

Are all our thoughts and ways ; 
His hands infected nature cure 
With sanctifying grace. 

4 The powers of hell agree 

To hold our souls in vain ; 
He sets the sons of bondage free, 
And breaks the cursed chain. 

5 Lord, we adore thy ways, 

To bring us near to God ; 
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, 
And thy atoning blood. 

Hymn 45. L. M. 

NOT to condemn the sons of men 
Did Christ the Son of God appear; 
No weapons in his hands are seen, 
No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 

2 Such was the pity of our God, 

He loved the race of man so well, 
He sent his Son to bear our load 

Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 

3 Sinners, believe the Saviours word, 

Trust in his mighty name and live ; 
A thousand joys his lips afford, 

His hands a thousand blessings give. 

Hymn 46. L. M. 
"IT^HO can describe the joys that rise 

\ ™ Through all the courts of paradise, 
To see a prodigal return, 
To see an heir of glory born ? 
2 With joy the Father doth approve 
The fruit of his eternal love ; 
The Son with joy looks down and sees 
The purchase of his agonies. 



300 HYMN 47. 

3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
The holy soul he formed anew ! 
And saints and angels join to sing 
The growing empire of their King. 

Hymn 47. L. M. 

BLEST are the humble souls that see 
Their emptiness and poverty ; 
Treasures of grace to them are given, 
And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 

2 Blest are the men of broken heart, 
Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; 
The blood of Christ divinely flows, 

A healing balm for all their woes. 

3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar 
From rage and passion, noise and war ; 
God will secure their happy state, 

And plead their cause against the great. 

4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
They shall be well supplied and fed 
With living streams and living bread. 

5 Blest are the men whose bowels move, 
And melt with sympathy and love ; 
From Christ the Lord shall they obtain 
Like sympathy and love again. 

6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean, 
From the defiling power of sin ; 

With endless pleasure they shall see 
A God of spotless purity. 

7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, 
Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
They shall be called the heirs of bliss, 
The sons of God, the God of peace. 



HYMN 48, 49. 301 

8 Blest are the sufferers, who partake 
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake; 
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, 
Glory and joy are their reward. 
Hymn 48. C. M. 

I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
Or to defend his cause, 
Maintain the honour of his word, 
The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name, 

His name is all my trust ; 
Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 

And he can well secure 
What I've committed to his hands, 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father's face, 
And in the new Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 

Hymn 49. C. M. 

NOT the malicious or profane, 
The wanton or the proud, 
Nor thieves, nor slanderers shall obtain 
The kingdom of our God. 

2 Surprising grace ! and what were we 

By nature and by sin ? 
Heirs of immortal misery, 
Unholy and unclean. 

3 But we are washed in Jesus' blood, 

We're pardoned through his name ; 
And the good Spirit of our God 
Hath sanctified our frame. 
2c 



302 HYMN 50, 51. 

4 O for a persevering power, 

To keep thy just commands ! 
We would defile our hearts no more, 
No more pollute our hands. 

Hymn 50. C. M. 

NOR eye has seen, nor ear has heard, 
Nor sense nor reason known, 
What joys the Father has prepared 
For those that love the Son. 

2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 

Reveals a heaven to come ; 

The beams of glory in his word 

Allure and guide us home. 

3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 

And all the region peace ; 
No wanton lips, nor envious eye, 
Can see or taste the bliss. 

4 Those holy gates for ever bar 

Pollution, sin, and shame ; 
None shall obtain admittance there, 
But followers of the Lamb. 

5 He keeps the Father's book of life, 

There all their names are found ; 
The h}^pocrite in vain shall strive 
To tread the heavenly ground. 

Hymn 51. S. M. 

NOT with our mortal eyes 
Have we beheld the Lord ; 
Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 
And love him in his word. 

2 On earth we want the sight 
Of our Redeemer's face, 
Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon thy grace. 



HYMN 52, 53. 303 

3 And when we taste thy love, 
Our joys divinely grow 
Unspeakable, like those above, 
And heaven begins below. 
Hymn 52. L. M. 

NO more, my God, I boast no more 
Of all the duties I have done ; 
I quit the hopes I held before, 
To trust the merits of thy Son. 

2 Now for the love I bear his name, 

What was my gain, I count my loss ; 
My former pride I call my shame, 
And nail my glory to his cross. 

3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 

All things but loss for Jesus' sake : 
O may my soul be found in him, 
And of his righteousness partake. 

4 The best obedience of my hands 

Dares not appear before thy throne ; 
But faith can answer thy demands 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 
Hymn 53. CM. 

THERE is a house not made with hands, 
Eternal and on high; 
And here my spirit, waiting, stands, 
Till God shaU bid it fly. 

2 Shortly this prison of my clay 

Must be dissolved and fall ; 

Then, O my soul, with joy obey 

Thy heavenly Father's call. 

3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, 

That forms thee fit for heaven ; 
And, as an earnest of the place, 
Has his own Spirit given. 



304 HYMN 54. 

4 We walk by faith of joys to come ; 

Faith lives upon his word ; 
But while the body is our home, 
We're absent from the Lord. 

5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, 

But we had rather see; 
We would be absent from the flesh, 
And present, Lord, with thee. 

Hymn 54. CM. 

LORD, we confess our numerous faults ; 
How great our guilt has been ! 
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 
x4nd all our lives were sin. 

2 But, O my soul, for ever praise, 

For ever love his name ; 
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways 
Of folly, sin, and shame. 

3 'Tis not by works of righteousness 

Which our own hands have done ; 
But we are saved by sovereign grace, 
Abounding through his Son. 

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God 

That all our hopes begin ; 
'Tis by the water and the blood 
Our souls are washed from sin. 

5 'Tis through the purchase of his death. 

Who hung upon the tree, 
The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
On such dry bones as we. 

6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ; 

And, justified by grace, 
We shall appear in glory too, 
And see our Father's face. 



HYMN 55, 56. 305 

Hymn 55. C. M. 

HOW large the promise, how divine, 
To Abraham and his seed ! 
" I'll be a God to thee and thine, 
Supplying all their need." 

The words of his extensive love 

From age to age endure ; 
The angel of the covenant proves, 

And seals the blessing sure. 
Jesus the ancient faith confirms 

To our great fathers given ; 
He takes young children to his arms, 

And calls them heirs of heaven. 
Our God ! how faithful are his ways ! 

His love endures the same ; 
Nor from the promise of his grace 

Blots out the children's name. 

Hymn 56. C. M. 
j^l ENTILES by nature, we belong 
^-* To the wild olive-wood ; 
Grace takes us from the barren tree, 
And grafts us in the good. 

With the same blessings grace endows 

The Gentile and the Jew : 
If pure and holy be the root, 

Such are the branches too. 

Now, let the children of the saints 

Be dedicate to God ! 
Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord, 

And wash them in thy blood. 
Thus to the parents and their seed 

Shall thy salvation come, 
And numerous households meet at last 

In one eternal home. 
2c2 



306 HYMN 57, 58. 

Hymn 57. C. M. 

LORD, how secure my conscience was, 
And felt no inward dread ! 
I was alive without the law, 

And thought my sins were dead. 

2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; 

But since the precept came, 
With a convincing power and light, 
I find how vile I am. 

3 My guilt appeared but small before, 

Till terribly I saw 
How perfect, holy, just, and pure, 
Was thine eternal law. 

4 Then felt my soul the heavy load, 

My sins revived again ; 
I had provoked a dreadful God, 
And all my hopes were slain. 

5 I'm like a helpless captive, sold 

Under the power of sin ; 
I cannot do the good I would, 
Nor keep my conscience clean. 

6 My God, I cry with every breath, 

For some kind power to save, 
To break the yoke of sin and death, 
And thus redeem the slave. 

Hymn 58. S. M. 
r I^HE law by Moses came, 
-*- But peace, and truth, and love, 
Were brought by Christ (a nobler name) 
Descending from above. 
2 Amidst the house of God 

Their different works were done ; 
Moses, a faithful servant stood, 
But Christ, a faithful Son. 



HYMN 59, 60, 307 

Then, to his new commands 

Be strict obedience paid ; 
O'er all his Father's house he stands 

The sovereign and the head. 
The man that durst despise 

The law that Moses brought, 
Behold ! how terribly he dies 

For his presumptuous fault. 

But sorer vengeance falls 

On that rebellious race, 
Who hate to hear when Jesus calls, 

And dare resist his grace. 
Hymn 59. CM. 

CHRIST and his cross is all our theme : 
The mysteries that we speak 
Are scandal in the Jew's esteem, 

And folly to the Greek. 
But souls enlightened from above, 

With joy receive the word ; 
They see what wisdom, power, and love, 

Shine in their dying Lord. 
The vital savour of his name 

Restores their fainting breath ; 
But unbelief perverts the same 

To guilt, despair, and death. 

Till God diffuse his graces down, 

Like showers of heavenly rain, 
In vain Apollos sows the ground, 

And Paul may plant in vain. 

Hymn 60. L. M. 

DEEP in the dust before thy throne, 
Our guilt and our disgrace we own ; 
Great God ! we own th' unhappy name, 
Whence sprung our nature and our shame. 



308 HYMN 61. 

2 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe, 
Behold the terrors of thy law, 

We sing the honours of thy grace, 
That sent to save our ruined race. 

3 We sing thine everlasting Son, 
Who joined our nature to his own; 
The second Adam, from the dust, 
Raises the ruins of the first. 

4 Where sin did reign, and death abound, 
There have the sons of Adam found 
Abounding life ; there glorious grace 
Reigns through the Lord our righteousness. 

Hymn 61. CM. 
"T\71TH joy we meditate the grace 

* * Of our High Priest above ; 
His heart is made of tenderness, 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touched with a sympathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame ; 
He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he has felt the same. 

3 But spotless, innocent, and pure 

The great Redeemer stood, 
While Satan's fiery darts he bore, 
And did resist to blood. 

4 He in the days of feeble flesh 

Poured out his cries and tears. 
And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

5 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 

But raise it to a flame ; 
The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor scorns the meanest name. 



HYMN 62, 63. 309 

6 Then let our humble faith address 
His mercy and his power ; 
We shall obtain delivering grace 
In the distressing hour. 

Hymn 62. L. M. 

" I^OME hither, all ye weary souls, 
^ Ye heavy laden sinners come ; 

I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
And raise you to my heavenly home. 

2 " They shall find rest that learn of me ; 

I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; 
But passion rages like the sea, 
And pride is restless as the wind. 

3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take 

My yoke, and bear it with delight ; 
My yoke is easy to his neck, 

My grace shall make the burden light." 

4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; 

With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, 
Resign our spirits to thy hand, 

To mould and guide us at thy will. 

Hymn 63. L. M. 

" £^ O preach my gospel," saith the Lord, 
^-* " Bid the whole earth my grace receive: 

He shall be saved who trusts my word ; 
He shall be damned that don't believe. 

2 " I'll make your great commission known, 

And ye shall prove my gospel true, 
By all the works that I have done, 
By all the wonders ye shall do. 

3 "Go, heal the sick, go, raise the dead, 

Go, cast out devils in my name ; 



310 HYMN 64, 65. 

Nor let my prophets beafraid, 

Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blas- 
pheme. 

4 " Teach all the nations my commands ; 

I'm with you till the world shall end ; 
All power is trusted in my hands, 
I can destroy, and can defend." 

5 He spake and light shone round his head ; 

On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : 
They to the furthest nations spread 
The grace of their ascended God. 

Hymn 64. L. M. 

SAINTS, at your heavenly Father's word, 
Give up your comforts to the Lord ; 
He shall restore what you resign, 
Or grant you blessings more divine. 

2 So Abraham, with obedient hand, 
Led forth his son at God's command ; 
The wood, the fire, the knife, he took, 
His arm prepared the dreadful stroke. 

3 " Abraham forbear," the angel cried, 

" Thy faith is known, thy love is tried: 
Thy son shall live, and in thy seed 
Shall the whole earth be blest indeed." 

4 Just in the last distressing hour, 
The Lord displays delivering power ! 
The mount of danger is the place 
Where we shall see surprising grace. 

Hymn 65. L. M. 

BEHOLD how sinners disagree, 
The Publican and Pharisee ! 
One doth his righteousness proclaim, 
The other owns his guilt and shame. 



HYMN 66,67. 311 

2 This man at humble distance stands, 
And cries for grace with lifted hands ; 
That boldly rises near the throne, 
And talks of duties he hath done. 

3 The Lord their different language knows, 
And different answers he bestows ; 

The humble soul with grace he crowns, 
Whilst on the proud his anger frowns. 

4 Dear Father, let me never be 
Joined with the boasting Pharisee : 
I have no merits of my own, 

But plead the sufferings of thy Son. 
Hymn 66. L. M. 

SO let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 
So let our works and virtues shine, 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honours of our Saviour God : 
When his salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
While justice, temperance, truth, and love, 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

Hymn 67. L. M. 

HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
And nobler speech than angels use, 
If love be absent, I am found 
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 



312 HYMN 68, 69. 

2 Were 1 inspired to preach and tell 
All that is done in heaven and hell ; 
Or could my faith the world remove, 
Still I am nothing without love. 

3 Should I distribute all my store, 
To feed the bowels of the poor, 
Or give my body to the flame, 

To gain a martyr's glorious name : 

4 If love to God, and love to men, 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain : 
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, 
The work of love can e'er fulfil. 

Hymn 68. L. M. 

COME, gracious Lord, descend and dwell 
By faith and love in every breast ; 
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel 
The joys that cannot be expressed. 

2 Come fill our hearts with inward strength, 

Make our enlarged souls possess, 
And learn the height, and breadth, and length, 
Of thine immeasurable grace. 

3 Now, to the God whose power can do 
More than our thoughts or wishes know, 
Be everlasting honours done, 

By all the church, through Christ his Son. 

Hymn 69. C. M. 

|P< OD is a spirit, just and wise, 

^-* He sees our inmost mind ; 

In vain to heaven we raise our cries, 

And leave our souls behind. 
2 Nothing but truth before his throne 

With honour can appear; 
The painted hypocrites are known 

Through the disguise they wear. 



HYMN 70, 71. 313 

Their lifted eyes salute the skies, 

Their bending knees the ground ; 
But God abhors the sacrifice, 

Where not the heart is found. 
Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, 

And make my soul sincere ; 
Then shall I stand before thy face, 

And find acceptance there. 

Hymn 70. L. M. 

"T^TOW to the power of God supreme 
-^ Be everlasting honours given ; 
He saves from hell, (we bless his name,) 

He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 
Not for our duties or deserts, 

But of his own abounding grace, 
He works salvation in our hearts, 

And forms a people for his praise. 

'Twas his own purpose that begun 

To rescue rebels doomed to die ; 
He gave us grace in Christ his Son, 

Before he spread the starry sky. 
Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, 

And makes his Father's counsels known, 
Declares the great transactions past, 

And brings immortal blessings down. 
Hymn 71. CM. 

FIRM as the earth thy gospel stands, 
My Lord, my hope, my trust ; 
If I am found in Jesus' hands, 
My soul can ne'er be lost. 

His honour is engaged to save 

The meanest of his sheep ; 
All that his heavenly Father gave 

His hands securely keep. 
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314 HYMN 72, 73. 

3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove 
His favorites from his breast ; 
In the dear bosom of his love, 
They must for ever rest. 

Hymn 72. L. M. 

HOW oft have sin and Satan strove 
To rend my soul from thee, my God ! 
But everlasting is thy love, 

And Jesus seals it with his blood. 

2 The oath and promise of the Lord 

Join to confirm the wondrous grace : 
Eternal power performs the word, 

And fills all heaven with endless praise. 

3 Amidst temptations sharp and long, 

My soul to this dear refuge flies ; 
Hope is my anchor, firm and strong, 
While tempests blow, and billows rise. 

4 The gospel bears my spirit up ; 

A faithful and unchanging God 
Lays the foundation for my hope, 
In oaths, and promises, and blood. 

Hymn 73. CM. 

MISTAKEN souls ! that dream of heaven, 
And make their empty boast 
Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, 
While they are slaves to lust. 

2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 

If faith be cold and dead ; 

None but a living power unites 

To Christ the living head. 

3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart ; 

'Tis faith that works by love, 

That bids all sinful joys depart, 

And lifts the thoughts above. 



HYMN 74. 315 

4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell 

By a celestial power ; 
This is the grace that shall prevail 
In the decisive hour. 

5 Faith must obey her Father's will 

As well as trust his grace ; 
A pardoning God is jealous still 
For his own holiness. 

6 When from the curse he sets us free, 
, He makes our nature clean ; 

Nor would he send his Son to be 
The minister of sin. 

Hymn 74. S. M. 

LIKE sheep we went astray, 
And broke the fold of God, 
Each wandering in a different way, 
But all the downward road. 

2 How dreadful was the hour, 

When God our wanderings laid, 
And did at once his vengeance pour 
Upon the Shepherd's head ! 

3 How glorious was the grace 

When Christ sustained the stroke ! 
His life and blood the Shepherd pays 
A ransom for the flock. 

4 His honour and his breath 

Were taken both away ; 
Joined with the wicked in his death, 
And made as, vile as they. 

5 But God shall raise his head 

O'er all the sons of men, 
And make him see a numerous seed, 
To recompense his pain. 



316 HYMN 75, 76- 

Hymn 75. CM. 

AS new-born babes desire the breast. 
To feed, and grow, and thrive ; 
So saints with joy the gospel taste, 
And by the gospel live. 

2 With inward zest their heart approves 

All that the word relates ; 
They love the men their Father loves, 
And hate the works he hates. 

3 Grace, like an uncorrupted seed, 

Abides and reigns within : 
Immortal principles forbid 
The sons of God to sin. 

4 They find access at every hour 

To God within the veil ; 
Hence they derive a quickening power, 
And joys that never fail. 

5 O happy souls ! O glorious state 

Of overflowing grace ; 
To dwell so near their Father's seat, 
And see his lovely face. 

6 Lord, I address thy heavenly throne ; 

Call me a child of thine ; 
Send down the Spirit of thy Son 
To form my heart divine. 

7 There shed thy choicest love abroad, 

And make my comforts strong : 
Then shall I say, " My Father, God," 
With an unwavering tongue. 

Hymn 76. CM. 
^OLTHY should the children of a King 

^ * Go mourning all their days ? 
Great Comforter! descend and bring 
Some tokens of thy grace. 



HYMN 77. 317 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 

And seal the heirs of heaven ? 
When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 

The pledge of joys to come ; 
And thy soft wings, celestial dove, 
Will safe convey me home. 

Hymn 77. P.M. 

JOIN all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew, 
That angels ever bore; 
All are too mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 

2 But, O what gentle terms, 

What condescending ways, 
Doth our Redeemer use, 

To teach his heavenly grace ! 
My eyes with joy and wonder see, 
What forms of love he bears for me. 

3 Arrayed in mortal flesh, 

He like an angel stands, 
And holds the promises, 

And pardons, in his hands : 
Commissioned from his Father's throne, 
To make his grace to mortals known. 

4 Great Prophet of my God I 

My tongue would bless thy name : 
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318 HYMN 78. 

By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came ; 
The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven* 

5 Be thou my Counsellor, 

My Pattern and my Guide ; 
And through this desert land 

Still keep me near thy side ; 
O let my feet ne'er run astray, 
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way ! 

6 I love my Shepherd's voice, 

His watchful eyes shall keep 
My wandering soul among 

The thousands of his sheep : 
He feeds his flock, he calls their names, 
His bosom bears the tender lambs. 

Hymn 78. P.M. 

JESUS, my great High Priest, 
Offered his blood and died ; 
My guilty conscience seeks 

No sacrifice beside. 
His powerful blood did once atone ; 
And now it pleads before the throne. 

2 To this dear Surety's hand 

Will I commit my cause : 
He answers and fulfils 

His Father's broken laws. 
Behold my soul at freedom set ; 
My Surety paid the dreadful debt 

3 My Advocate appears 

For my defence on high ; 
The Father bows his ears, 
And lays his thunder by. 



HYMN 79. 319 

Not all that hell or sin can say, 
Shall turn his heart, his love away. 

My great and glorious Lord, 

My conqueror and my King, 
Thy sceptre and thy sword, 

Thy reigning grace I sing. 
Thine is the power ; behold I sit 
In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 

Now let my soul arise, 

And tread the tempter down: 
My Captain leads me forth 

To conquest and a crown. 
A feeble saint shall win the day, 
Though death and hell obstruct the way. 

Should all the hosts of death, 

And powers of hell unknown, 
Put their most dreadful forms 

Of rage and mischief on, 
I shall be safe, for Christ displays 
Superior power and guardian grace. 

Hymn 79. CM. 

"IH|7HY do we mourn departing friends ? 
. * ▼ Or shake at death's alarms ? 
5 Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to his arms. 

Are we not tending upward too, 

As fast as time can move ? 
Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 

To keep us from our love. 

Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 

And left a long perfume. 



320 HYMN 90. 

4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 

And softened every bed ; 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with their dying Head ? 

5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 

And showed our feet the way : 
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
At the great rising day, 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 

And bid our kindred rise : 
Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints, ascend the skies. 

Hymn 80. L. M. 

]ORD, when my thoughts with wonder roll 
-^ O'er the sharp sorrows of thy soul. 
And read my Maker's broken laws, 
Repaired and honoured by thy cross ; 

2 When I behold death, hell, and sin, 
Vanquished by that dear blood of thine, 
And see the man that groaned and died, 
Sit glorious by his Father's side ; 

3 My passions rise and soar above, 

I'm winged with faith, and fired with love ; 
Fain would I reach eternal things, 
And learn the notes that Gabriel sings. 

4 But my heart fails, my tongue complains, 
For want of their immortal strains ; 
And in such humble notes as these, 
Must fall below thy victories. 

5 Well, the kind minute must appear 
When we shall leave these bodies here, 
These clogs of clay ; and mount on high, 
To join the songs above the sky. 



HYMN 81, 82. 321 

Hymn 81. L. M. 

HERE at thy cross, incarnate God, 
I lay my soul beneath thy love, 
Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 
Jesus ! nor shall it e'er remove. 

2 Not all that tyrants think or say, 

With rage and lightning in their eyes, 
Nor hell shall fright my heart away, 
Should hell with all its legions rise. 

3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, 

Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; 
Resolved (for that's my last defence) 
If I must perish, there to die. 

4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear ; 

Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? 
Thy vengeance will not strike me here, 
Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 

5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood, 

And all my foes shall lose their aim ; 
Hosanna to my Saviour God, 

And my best honours to his name. 

Hymn 82. C. M. 

ONCE more, my soul, the rising day 
Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
To him that rules the skies. 

2 Night unto night his name repeats ; 

The day renews the sound ; 
Wide as the heaven on which he sits, 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; 

My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
And yet his wrath delays. 



322 HYMN 83. 

4 On a poor worm thy power might tread, 

And I could ne'er withstand ; 
Thy justice might have crushed me dead, 
But mercy held thy hand. 

5 How many wretched souls are fled, 

Since the last setting sun ! 
And yet thou lengthenest out my thread, 
And yet my moments run. 

6 Great God, let all my hours be thine, 

Whilst I enjoy the light ; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 

Hymn 83. C. M. 

DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song, 
Like holy incense rise ; 
Assist the offerings of my tongue, 
To reach the lofty skies. 

2 Through all the dangers of the day, 

Thy hand was still my guard ; 
And still to drive my wants away, 
Thy mercy stood prepared. 

3 Perpetual blessings from above, 

Encompass me around ; 
But O, how few returns of love 
Hath my Creator found ! 

4 What have I done for him that died 

To save my wretched soul ? 
How are my follies multiplied, 
Fast as my minutes roll ! 

5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, 

To thy dear cross I flee, 
And to thy grace my soul resign, 
To be renewed by thee. 



HYMN 84, 85. 323 

6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 
I'll lay me down to rest, 
As in th' embraces of my God, 
Or on my Saviour's breast. 

Hymn 84. CM. 

HOSANNA with a cheerful sound, 
To God's upholding hand ; 
Ten thousand snares attend us round, 
And yet secure we stand. 

2 That was a most amazing power, 

That raised us with a word ; 
And every day, and every hour, 
We lean upon the Lord. 

3 The evening rests our weary head, 

And angels guard the room ; 
We wake, and we admire the bed 
That was not made our tomb. 

4 The rising morning can't assure 

That we shall end the dav ; 
For death stands ready at the door, 
To take our lives away. 

5 Our breath is forfeited by sin, 

To God's avenging law ; 
We own thy grace, immortal King, 
In every gasp we draw. 

6 God is our sun, whose daily light 

Our joy and safety brings : 
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night, 
Beneath his shady wings. 

Hymn 85. C. M. 

ALAS, and did my Saviour bleed ! 
And did my Sovereign die ! 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 



324 HYMN 86. 

2 Thy body slain, dear Jesus, thine, 

And bathed in its own blood, 
While all exposed to wrath divine, 
The glorious Sufferer stood. 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groaned upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

4 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Saviour, died, 
For man, the rebel's sin. 

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt my eyes to tears. 

6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe : 
Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 
'Tis all that I can do. 

Hymn 86. L. M. 

I SEND the joys of earth away ; 
Away ye tempters of the mind, 
False as the smooth deceitful sea, 
And empty as the whistling wind. 

2 Your streams were floating me along, 

Down to the gulf of black despair ; 
And whilst I listened to your song, 

Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 

3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, 

That warned me of that dark abyss, 
That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
And bade me seek superior bliss. 



HYMN 87, 88. 325 

Now to the shining realms above 

I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes : 
O for the pinions of a dove, 

To bear me to the upper skies ! 
There, from the bosom of my God, 

Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; 
There would I fix my last abode, 

And drown the sorrows of my soul. 

Hymn 87. CM. 

THE true Messiah now appears, 
The types are all withdrawn ; 
So fly the shadows, and the stars, 
Before the rising dawn. 

No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs, 

Nor kid, nor bullock slain ; 
Incense and spice of costly names, 

Would all be burnt in vain. 
Aaron must lay his robes away, 

His mitre and his vest, 
When God himself comes down to be 

The offering and the priest. 
He took our mortal flesh to show 

The wonders of his love ; 
For us he paid his life below, 

And prays for us above. 

" Father," he cries, " forgive their sins, 

For I myself have died ;" 
And then he shows his open veins, 

And pleads his wounded side. 

Hymn 88. L. M. 

SING to the Lord, that built the skies, 
The Lord, that reared this stately frame ; 
Let all the nations sound his praise, 
And every land repeat his name. 
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326 HYMN 89. 

2 He formed the seas, and formed the hills, 

Made every drop, and every dust, 
Nature and time, with all their wheels, 
And put them into motion first. 

3 Now, from his high imperial throne, 

He looks far down upon the spheres : 
He bids the shining orbs roll on, 

And round he turns the hasty years. 

4 Thus shall this moving engine last, 

Till all his saints are gathered in ; 
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blast 
To shake it all to dust again. 

5 Yet, when the sound shall tear the skies, 

And lightning burn the globe below, 
Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes, 
There's a new heaven and earth for you. 

Hymn 89. S. M. 

"«7'ELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
* * That saw the Lord arise; 

Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to-day; 
Here we may sit, and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place 

Where my dear Lord hath been, 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 

In such a frame as this, 
And sing, until she soar away 
To everlasting bliss. 



HYMN 90, 91. 327 

Hymn 90. L. M. 

FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone,. 
Let my religious hours alone ; 
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 

warm my heart with holy fire, 
And kindle there a pure desire : 
Come, my dear Jesus, from above, 
And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
The trees of life immortal stand 

In fragrant rows at thy right hand, 
And in sweet murmurs by their side 
Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. 
Haste then, but with a smiling face, 
And spread the table of thy grace : 
Bring down a taste of truth divine, 
And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 

Blest Jesus, what delicious fare ! 
How sweet thy entertainments are ! 
Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace, and dying love. 

Hymn 91. L. M. 

LORD, what a heaven of saving grace 
Shines through the beauties of thy face, 
And lights our passions to a flame ! 
Lord ! how we love thy charming name ! 
When I can say, my God is mine, 
When I can feel thy glories shine, 

1 tread the world beneath my feet, 
And all that earth calls good or great. 
While such a scene of sacred joys 
Our raptured eyes and souls employs, 
Here we could sit and gaze away 

A long, an everlasting day. 



328 HYMN 92, 93. 

4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night, 
To the fair coasts of perfect light : 
Then shall our joyful senses rove 
O'er the dear object of our love. 

5 Send comforts down from thy right hand, 
While we pass through this barren land ; 
And in thy temple let us see, 

A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. 

Hymn 92. CM. 

LET others boast how strong they be. 
Nor death nor danger fear ; 
But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, 
What feeble things we are. 

2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, 

And flourish bright and gay ; 
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, 
And fades the grass away. 

3 Our life contains a thousand springs, 

And dies if one be gone : 
Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings 
Should keep in tune so long. 

4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, 

The God that built us first ; 
Salvation to th' almighty Name 
That reared us from the dust. 

5 While we have breath, or use our tongues, 

Our Maker we'll adore : 
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, 
Or they would breathe no more. 
Hymn 93. CM. 

WHY is my heart so far from thee, 
My God, my chief delight ? 
Why are my thoughts no more by day 
With thee — no more by night ? 



HYMN 93. 329 

2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? 

Where can such sweetness be, 
As I have tasted in thy love, 
As I have found in thee ? 

3 When my forgetful soul renews 

The savour of thy grace, 
My heart presumes I cannot lose 
The relish all my days. 

4 But ere one fleeting hour is past, 

The flattering world employs 
Some sensual bait to seize my taste, 
And to pollute my joys. 

5 Trifles of nature or of art, 

With fair deceitful charms, 
Intrude into my thoughtless heart, 
And thrust me from thy arms. 

6 Then I repent and vex my soul, 

That I should leave thee so : 
Where will those wild affections roll, 
That let a Saviour go ? 

7 Sin's promised joys are turned to pain, 

And I am drowned in grief; 
But my dear Lord returns again, 
He flies to my relief: 

8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise. 

He draws with loving bands ; 
Divine compassion in his eyes, 
And pardon in his hands. 

9 Wretch that I am, to wander thus 

In chase of false delight ! 
Let me be fastened to thy cross, 
Rather than lose thy sight. 

10 Make haste, my days, to reach the goal, 

And bring my heart to rest 
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330 HYMN 94, 95. 

On the dear centre of my soul, 
My God, my Saviour's breast. 
Hymn 94. L. M. 

DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove, 
Stoop down and take us on thy wings, 
And mount and bear us far above 
The reach of these inferior things : 

2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, 

Up where eternal ages roll, 
Where solid pleasures never die, 
And fruits immortal feast the soul. 

3 O for a sight, a pleasing sight 

Of our Almighty Father's throne ! 
There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, 
Clothed in a body like our own. 

4 Adoring saints around him stand, 

And thrones and powers before him fall ; 
The God shines gracious through the man, 
And sheds sweet glories on them all ! 

5 O what amazing joys they feel, 

While to their golden harps they sing, 
And sit on every heavenly hill, 

And spread the triumphs of their King! 

6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 

That I shall mount to dwell above, 
And stand and bow amongst them there, 
And view thy face, and sing, and love ? 
Hymn 95. CM. 

MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
Awake, my sluggish soul ! 
Nothing has half thy work to do, 
Yet nothing's half so dull. 
2 The little ants for one poor grain 
Labour, and tug, and strive ; 



HYMN 96. 331 

Yet we who have a heaven V obtain, 
How negligent we live ! 

3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 

And stars their courses move ; 
We, for whose guard the angel bands 
Come flying from above ; 

4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 

And laboured for our good, 
How careless to secure that crown 
He purchased with his blood ! 

5 Lord, shall w T e lie so slothful still, 

And never act our parts 2 
Come, Holy Spirit, come and fill, 
And wake, and warm our hearts. 

6 Then shall our active spirits move, 

Upward our souls shall rise ; 
With hands of faith, and wings of love, 
We'll fly and take the prize. 

Hymn 96. C. M. 
QTOOP down, my thoughts, that use to rise, 
^ Converse a while with death ; 
Think how a gasping mortal lies 
And pants away his breath. 

2 But, O the soul that never dies ! 

At once it leaves the clay ! 
Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies 
And track its wondrous way. 

3 Up to the courts where angels dwell, 

It mounts, triumphing there : 
Or devils plunge it down to hell, 
In infinite despair. 

4 And must my body faint and die ? 

And must this soul remove ? 



332 HYMN 97. 

Oh, for some guardian angel nigh. 
To bear it safe above ! 

5 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand 
My naked soul I trust ; 
And my flesh waits for thy command, 
To drop into my dust. 

Hymn 97. C. M. 

MY thoughts on awful subjects roll, 
Damnation and the dead : 
What horrors seize the guilty soul 
Upon a dying bed ! 

2 Lingering about these mortal shores, 

She makes a long delay, 
Till, like a flood, with rapid force, 
Death sweeps the wretch away. 

3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends 

Down to the fiery coast, 
Amongst abominable fiends, 
Herself a frighted ghost. 

4 There endless crowds of sinners lie, 

And darkness makes their chains : 
Tortured with keen despair they cry, 
Yet wait for fiercer pains. 

5 Not all their anguish and their blood, 

For their past guilt atones, 
Nor the compassion of a God 
Shall hearken to their groans. 

6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath, 

Nor bade my soul remove, 
Till I had learned my Saviour's death, 
And well insured his love ! 



HYMN 98, 99. 333 

Hymn 98. C. M. 

JESUS, with all thy saints above, 
My tongue would bear her part, 
Would sound aloud thy saving love, 
And sing thy bleeding heart. 

Blest be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 

Who bought me with his blood, 
And quenched his Father's flaming sword 

In his own vital flood. 
All glory to the dying Lamb, 

And never ceasing praise, 
While angels live to know his name, 

Or saints, to feel his grace. 

Hymn 99. S. M. 

COME, we that love the Lord, 
And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 

And thus surround the throne. 
The God that rules on high, 

And thunders when he please, 
That rides upon the stormy sky, 

And manages the seas : 
This awful God is ours, 

Our Father and our love ; 
He shall send down his heavenly powers 

To carry us above. 
There shall we see his face, 

And never, never sin; 
There from the rivers of his grace 

Drink endless pleasures in. 
The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below : 
Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 

From faith and hope may grow. 



334 HYMN 100, 101. 

6 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets. 

7 Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry ; 
We're marching through Immanuel's ground, 
To fairer worlds on high. 

Hymn 100. L. M. 

WHY should w r e start, and fear to die ! 
What timorous worms w r e mortals are ! 
Death is the gate of endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, 

Fright our approaching souls away ; 
Still we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 O ! if my Lord would come and meet, 

My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 

Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

Hymn 101. C. M. 

HOW short and hasty is our life ! 
How vast our souls' affairs ! 
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive 
To lavish out their years. 

2 Our days run thoughtlessly along, 
Without a moment's stay ; 
Just like a story or a song, 
We pass our lives away. 



HYMN 102. 335 

3 God from on high invites us home, 

But we march heedless on, 
And ever hastening to the tomb, 
Stoop downward as we run. 

4 How we deserve the deepest hell, 

That slight the joys above ! 
What chains of vengeance should we feel, 
That break such cords of love ! 

5 Draw us, O God, with sovereign grace, 

And lift our thoughts on high, 
That we may end this mortal race, 
And see salvation nigh. 

Hymn 102. C. M. 
~0 x4ISE thee, my soul, fly up, and run 
M*> Through every heavenly street, 
And say, there 's nought below the sun 
That 's worthy of thy feet. 

2 There, on a high majestic throne, 

Th' almighty Father reigns, 
And sheds his glorious goodness down 
On all the blissful plains. 

3 Bright, like a sun, the Saviour sits, 

And spreads eternal noon ; 
No evenings there, nor gloomy nights, 
To want the feeble moon. 

4 Amidst those ever shining skies, 

Behold the sacred Dove, 
While banished sin and sorrow flies 
From all the realms of love. 

5 The glorious tenants of the place 

Stand bending round the throne ; 
And saints and seraphs sing and praise 
The infinite Three-One. 



336 HYMN 103, 104, 

6 Jesus ! O when shall that dear day, 
That joyful hour appear, 
When I shall leave this house of clay 
To dwell amongst them there ? 

Hymn 103. C. M. 

COME, Holy Spirit, from above, 
With all thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look how we grovel here below, 

Fond of these trifling toys : 
Our souls can neither fly nor go 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 

In vain we strive to rise, 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 

At this poor dying rate, 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, 

With all thy quickening powers, 
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 

Hymn 104. C. M. 

LET them neglect thy glory, Lord, 
Who never knew thy grace; 
But our loud songs shall still record 
The wonders of thy praise. 
2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee, 
And send them to thy throne ; 
All glory to th' United Three, 
The Undivided One. 



HYMN 105. 337 

3 'Twas he (and we'll adore his name) 

That formed us by a word ; 
'Tis he restores our ruined frame : 
Salvation to the Lord! 

4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies 

Repeat the joyful sound; 
Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect the voice 
In one eternal round 

Hymn 105. S. M. 
^Ll^ELL, the Redeemer 's gone, 
** T' appear before our God, 
To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne 
With his atoning blood. 

2 No fiery vengeance now, 

No burning wrath comes down : 
If justice calls for sinners' blood, 
The Saviour shows his own. 

3 Before his Father's eye 

Our humble suit he moves : 
The Father lays his thunder by, 
And looks, and smiles, and loves. 

4 Now may our joyful tongues 

Our Maker's honour sing ; 
Jesus, the Priest, receives our songs, 
And bears them to the King. 

5 On earth thy mercy reigns, 

And triumphs all above : 
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains, 
To speak immortal love ! 

6 How jarring and how low 

Are all the notes we sing ! 
Blest Saviour, tune our songs anew, 
And they shall please the King. 
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338 HYMN 106, 107. 

Hymn 106. C. M. 

LIFT up your eyes to th' heavenly seats, 
Where your Redeemer stays ; 
Kind intercessor, there he sits, 
And loves, and pleads, and prays. 

2 'Twas well, my soul, he died for thee, 

And shed his vital blood, 
Appeased stern justice on the tree, 
And then arose to God. 

3 Petitions now, and praise may rise, 

And saints their offerings bring, 
The Priest, with his own sacrifice, 
Presents them to the King. 

4 Jesus alone shall bear my cries 

Up to his Father's throne : 
He, dearest Lord, perfumes my sighs, 
And sweetens every groan. 

5 Ten thousand praises to the King, 

" Hosanna in the highest !" 
Ten thousand thanks our spirits bring 
To God, and to his Christ. 

Hymn 107. C. M. 

HAPPY the heart where graces reign, 
Where love inspires the breast : 
Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 

In swift obedience move ; 
The devils know and tremble too ; 
But devils cannot love. 

3 This is the grace that lives and sings, 

When faith and hope shall cease ; 
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 



HYMN 108, 109. 339 

4 Before we quite forsake our clay, 
Or leave this dark abode, 
The wings of love bear us away, 
To see our smiling God. 

Hymn 108. C. M. 

OUR days, alas ! our mortal days 
Are short and wretched too ; 
" Evil and few," the patriarch says : 
And well the patriarch knew. 

2 'Tis but at best a narrow bound 

That heaven allows to men, 
And pains and sins run through the round 
Of threescore years and ten. 

3 Well, if ye must be sad and few, 

Run on, my days, in haste; 
Moments of sin, and months of woe, 
Ye cannot fly too fast. 

4 Let heavenly love prepare my soul, 

And call her to the skies, 
Where years of long salvation roll, 
And glory never dies. 

Hymn 109. C. M. 

OUR God ! how firm his promise stands, 
E'en when he hides his face ! 
He trusts in our Redeemer's hands 
His glory and his grace. 

2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints, 

Since Christ and we are one ? 
Thy God is faithful to his saints, 
Is faithful to his Son. 

3 Beneath his smiles my heart has lived, 

And part of heaven possessed ; 
I praise his name for grace received, 
And trust him for the rest. 



340 HYMN 110, HI. 

Hymn 110. L. M. 

O MIGHT I once mount up and see, 
The glories of th* eternal skies ! 
What little things these worlds would be! 
How despicable to my eyes ! 

2 Had I a glance of thee, my God, 

Kingdoms and men would vanish soon ; 
Vanish, as though I saw them not, 
As a dim candle dies at noon. 

3 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave : 

I should perceive the noise no more 
Than w T e can hear a shaking leaf, 

While rattling thunders round us roar. 

4 Great All in All I eternal King ! 

Let me but view thy lovely face, 
And all my powers shall bow, and sing 
Thine endless grandeur, and thy grace. 

Hymn 111. L. M. 

NOW for a tune of lofty praise 
To great Jehovah's equal Son ! 
Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays 
Tell the loud w r onders he has done. 

2 Sing, how he left the worlds of light, 

x4nd the bright robes he w r ore above ; 
How swift and joyful was his flight, 
On wings of everlasting love. 

3 Down to this base, this sinful earth, 

He came to raise our nature high ; 
He came t' atone almighty wrath : 
Jesus, our God, was born to die. 

4 Hell and its lions roared around ; 

His precious blood the monsters spilt ! 
While weighty sorrows pressed him down, 
Large as the loads of all our guilt. 



HYMN 112, 113. 341 

5 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, 

The mighty Captive prisoner lay ; 
The mighty Conqueror left the earth, 
And rose to everlasting day. 

6 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light, 

Up to his throne of shining grace ; 
See what immortal glories sit 

Round the sweet beauties of his face. 

Hymn 112. L. M. 

ITP to the Lord that reigns on high, 
J And views the nations from afar, 
Let everlasting praises fly, 

And tell how large his bounties are. 

2 He overrules all mortal things, 

And manages our mean affairs ; 
On humble souls the King of kings 
Bestows his counsels and his cares. 

3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour 

Into the bosom of our God ; 
He hears us in the mournful hour, 
And helps us bear the heavy load. 

4 In vain might lofty princes try 

Such condescension to perform ! 
For worms were never raised so high 
Above their meanest fellow worm. 

5 O could our thankful hearts devise 

A tribute equal to thy grace, 
To the third heaven our songs should rise, 
And teach the golden harps thy praise. 

Hymn 113. L. M. 

NOW to the Lord a noble song ! 
Awake my soul, awake my tongue ; 
Hosanna to th' eternal name, 
And all his boundless love proclaim. 
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342 HYMN 114, 

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace ; 
God, in the person of his Son, 

Hath all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 The spacious earth and spreading flood 
Proclaim the wise and powerful God ; 
And thy rich glories from afar 
Sparkle in every rolling star. 

4 But in his looks a glory stands, 
The noblest labour of thine hands : 
The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
Outshines the wonders of the skies. 

5 Grace I 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ! 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 

6 Oh, may I live to reach the place 
Where he unveils his lovely face ! 
Where all his beauties you behold, 
And sing his name to harps of gold ! 

Hymn 114. CM. 

HOW vain are all things here below ! 
How false, and yet how fair ! 
Each pleasure has its poison too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky- 

Give but a flattering light ; 
We should suspect some danger nigh, 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 

The partners of our blood, 
How they divide our wavering minds, 
And leave but half for God. 



HYMN 115, 116. 343 

The fondness of a creature's love, 

How strong it strikes the sense ! 
Thither the warm affections move, 

Nor can we call them thence. 
Dear Saviour ! let thy beauties be 

My soul's eternal food ; 
And grace command my heart away 

From all created good. 

Hymn 115. C. M. 

DEATH cannot make our souls afraid. 
If God be with us there : 
We may walk through its darkest shade, 
And never yield to fear. 

I could renounce my all below, 

If my Creator bid ; 
And run, if I were called to go, 

And die as Moses did. 

Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, 

And view the promised land, 
My flesh itself would long to drop, 

And pray for the command. 
Clasped in my heavenly Father's arms, 

I would forget my breath, 
And lose my life among the charms 

Of so divine a death. 

Hymn 116. L. M. 

NOW let the Lord my Saviour smile, 
And show my name upon his heart j 
I would forget my pains a while, 

And in the pleasure lose the smart. 
But O ! it swells my sorrows high, 
To see my blessed Jesus frown ; 
My spirits sink, my comforts die, 
And all the springs of life are down. 



344 HYMN 117. 

3 Yet why, my soul, why these complaints ? 

Still, while he frowns, his bowels move ; 
Still on his heart he bears his saints, 
And feels their sorrows and his love. 

4 My name is printed on his breast ; 

His book of life contains my name ; 
I'd rather have it there impressed, 
Than in the brightest rolls of fame. 

5 When the last fire burns all things here, 

Those letters shall securely stand, 
And in the Lamb's fair book appear, 
Writ by the eternal Father's hand. 

6 Now shall my minutes smoothly run 

Whilst here I wait my Father's will ; 
My rising and my setting sun, 
Roll gently up and down the hill. 

Hymn 117. C. M. 

DEATH ! 'tis a melancholy day 
To those that have no God, 
When the poor soul is forced away 
To seek her last abode. 

2 In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes ; 

But guilt, a heavy chain, 
Still drags her downward from the skies, 
To darkness, fire, and pain. 

3 He is a God of sovereign love, 

That promised heaven to me, 
And taught my thoughts to soar above, 
Where happy spirits be. 

4 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand ; 

Then come the joyful day ; 
Come death, and some celestial band, 
To bear my soul away. 



HYMN 118, 119. 345 

Hymn 118. C. M. 

LORD, what a wretched land is this, 
That yields us no supply, 
No cheering fruits, no welcome trees, 
Nor streams of lively joy ! 

2 Yet the dear path to thine abode 

Lies through this weary land : 
Lord ! we would keep the heavenly road, 
And run at thy command. 

3 Our souls shall tread the desert through 

With undiverted feet: 
And faith and flaming zeal subdue 
The terrors that we meet. 

4 A thousand savage beasts of prey 

Around the forest roam ; 
But Judah's Lion guards the way, 
And guides the strangers home. 

5 Long nights and darkness dwell below, 

With scarce a twinkling ray ; 
But the bright world to which we go 
Is everlasting day. 

6 By glimmering hopes, and gloomy fears. 

We trace the sacred road ; 
Through dismal deeps, and dangerous snares, 
We make our way to God. 

Hymn 119. CM. 
|"|UR journey is a thorny maze, 
^-J But we march upward still ; 
Forget these troubles of the ways, 
And reach at Zion's hill. 
2 See the kind angels at the gates 
Inviting us to come ! 
There Jesus, the forerunner, waits, 
To welcome travellers home ! 



346 HYMN 120. 

3 There, on a green and flowery mount, 

Our weary souls shall sit, 
And with transporting joys recount 
The labours of our feet. 

4 No vain discourse shall fill our tongue, 

Nor trifles vex our ear ; 
Infinite grace shall fill our song, 
And God rejoice to hear. 

5 Eternal glory to the King 

That brought us safely through ! 
Our tongues shall never cease to sing, 
And endless praise renew. 

Hymn 120. CM. 

MY God ! the spring of all my joys, 
The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! 

2 In darkest shades if he appear, 

My dawning is begun! 
He is my soul's bright morning star, 
And he my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss, 
While Jesus shows his heart is mine, 
And whispers, I am his ! 

4 My soul shall leave this heavy clay 

At that transporting word, 
Run up with joy the shining wa}^, 
T 9 embrace my dearest Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 

I'd break through every foe ; 
The wings of love, and arms of faith, 
Should bear me conqueror through. 



HYMN 121, 122. 347 

Hymn 121. C. M. 

THEE we adore, eternal name ! 
And humbly own to thee, 
How feeble is our mortal frame, 

What dying worms are we ! 
The year rolls round and steals away 

The breath that first it gave ; 
Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 

We're travelling to the grave. 
Great God ! on what a slender thread 

Hang everlasting things ! 
Th' eternal states of all the dead 

Upon life's feeble strings. 
Infinite joy or endless woe 

Attends on every breath ; 
And yet how unconcerned we go 

Upon the brink of death ! 

Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, 

To walk this dangerous road ; 
And if our souls are hurried hence, 

May they be found with God. 

Hymn 122. L. M. 

LORD, how secure and blest are they, 
Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ! 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 

Their minds have heaven and peace within. 
The day glides swiftly o'er their heads, 

Made up of innocence and love ; 
And soft and silent as the shades, 

Their nightly minutes gently move. 
Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, 

But fly not half so swift away ; 
Their souls are ever bright as noon, 

And calm as summer evenings be. 



348 HYMN 123. 

4 How oft they look to th' heavenly hills, 

Where groves of living pleasure grow ! 
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles, 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 

5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, 

But spend the day, and share the night, 
In numbering o'er the richer joys, 

That heaven prepares for their delight. 

6 While wretched we, like worms and moles, 

Lie grovelling in the dust below ; 
Almighty grace, renew our souls, 
And we'll aspire to glory too. 

Hymn 123. C. M. 

OUR life is ever on the wing, 
And death is ever nigh : 
The moment when our lives begin, 
We all begin to die. 

2 Yet, mighty God ! our fleeting days 

Thy lasting favours share ; 
Yet, with the bounties of thy grace, 
Thou loadest the rolling year. 

3 'Tis sovereign mercy finds us food, 

And we are clothed with love ; 
While grace stands pointing out the road 
That leads our souls above. 

4 His goodness runs an endless round : 

All glory to the Lord ! 
His mercy never knows a bound ; 
And be his name adored ! 

5 Thus we begin the lasting song ; 

And when we close our eyes, 
Let future ages praise prolong, 
Till time and nature dies. 



HYMN 124, 125, 349 

Hymn 124, L. M. 

PRAISE, everlasting praise be paid 
To him that earth's foundations laid ; 
Praise to the God whose strong decrees 
Sway the creation as he please. 

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
Who rules his people by his word, 
And there, as strong as his decrees, 
He sets his kindest promises. 

3 Whence then should doubts and fears arise ? 
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes ? 
Slowly, alas ! our mind receives 

The comforts that our Maker gives. 

4 O for a strong, a lasting faith, 

To credit what th' Almighty saith ! 
T' embrace the message of his Son, 
And call the joys of heaven our own ! 

5 Then, should the earth's firm pillars shake, 
x\nd all the wheels of nature break, 

Our steady souls would fear no more 
Than solid rocks when billows roar. 

6 Our everlasting hopes arise 
Above these perishable skies, 
Where th' eternal Builder reigns, 

And his own courts his power sustains. 

Hymn 125- C. M. 

MY soul, come meditate the day, 
And think how near it stands, 
When thou must quit this house of clay, 
And fly to unknown lands. 
2 And you, my eyes, look down and view 
The hollow gaping tomb ; 
This gloomy prison waits for you. 
Whene'er the summons come. 
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350 HYMN 126, 127. 

3 O ! could we die with those that die, 

And place us in their stead ; 
Then would our spirits learn to fly, 
And converse with the dead. 

4 Then should we see the saints above, 

In their own glorious forms, 
And wonder why our souls should love 
To dwell with mortal worms. 

5 We should almost forsake our clay 

Before the summons come, 
And pray, and wish our souls away 
To their eternal home. 

Hymn 126. C. M. 

HARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound ! 
My ears attend the cry ; 
" Ye living men, come view the ground, 
Where you must shortly lie. 

2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, 

In spite of all your towers : 
The tall, the wise, the reverend head, 
Must lie as low as ours." 

3 Great God ! is this our certain dfoom ? 

And are we still secure ? 
Still walking downward to our tomb, 
And yet prepare no more ! 

4 Grant us the power of quickening grace, 

To fit our souls to fly ; 
Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
Well rise above the sky. 

Hymn 127. L. M. 

HAPPY the church, thou sacred place, 
The seat of thy Creator's grace ; 
Thy holy courts are his abode, 
Thou earthly palace of our God. 



HYMN 128. 351 

2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 
A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; 
Nor shall thy deep foundations move, 
Fixed on his counsels and his love. 

3 Thy foes in vain designs engage ; 
Against his throne in vain they rage ; 
Like rising waves, with angry roar, 
That dash and die upon the shore. 

4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, 
Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell ; 
His arms embrace this happy ground, 
Like brazen bulwarks built around. 

5 God is our shield, and God our sun ; 
Swift as the fleeting moments run, 
On us he sheds new beams of grace, 
And we reflect his brightest praise. 

Hymn 128. C. M. 
"\\THEN I can read my title clear 

▼ * To mansions in the skies, 
I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipsyny weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 

And hellish darts be hurled, 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 

And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 

And storms of sorrow fall ; 
May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all : 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul, 

In seas of heavenly rest, 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 



352 HYMN 129, 130. 

Hymn 129. C. M. 

THERE is a land of pure delight, 
Where saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 

And never withering flowers ; 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 

Stand dressed in living green ; 
So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, 

To cross this narrow sea ; 
And linger, shivering on the brink, 
And fear to launch away. 

5 O ! could we make our doubts remove, 

Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes ! 

6 Could we but climb where MosSrstood, 

And view the landscape o'er, 
Not Jordan's stream, not death's cold flood, 
Should fright us from the shore. 

Hymn 130. C. M. 

GREAT God ! how infinite art thou I 
What worthless worms are we ! 
Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
And pay their praise to thee. 
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Ere seas or stars were made ! 
Thou art the ever living God, 
Were all the nations dead* 



HYMN 131. 353 

3 Eternity, with all its years, 

Stands present in thy view ; 
To thee there 's nothing old appears ; 
To thee there 's nothing new. 

4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn. 

And vexed with trifling cares, 
While thine eternal thought moves on 
Thine undisturbed affairs. 

Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 

What worthless worms are we ! 
Let the whole race of creatures bow, 

And pay their praise to thee. 

Hymn 131. C. M. 

FATHER, I long, I faint to see 
The place of thine abode : 
I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 
Up to thy seat, my God ! 

2 There all the heavenly hosts are seen ; 

In shining ranks they move, 

And drink immortal vigour in, 

With wonder and with love. 

3 Then at thy feet with awful fear 

Th' adoring armies fall ; 
With joy they shrink to nothing there, 
Before the eternal AIL 

4 There I would vie with all the host 

In duty and in bliss ; 
While less than nothing I could boast, 
And vanity confess. 

5 The more thy glories strike my eyes, 

The humbler I shall lie ; 
Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise, 
Immeasurably high. 

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354 HYMN 132, 133, 

Hymn 132. C. M. 

BEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly theme, 
And speak some boundless thing, 
The mighty works, or mightier name, 
Of our eternal King. 

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 

And sound his power abroad ; 
Sing the sweet promise of his grace, 
And the performing God. 

3 Proclaim, " Salvation from the Lord, 

For wretched dying men ;" 
His hand has writ the sacred word 
With an immortal pen. 

4 His very word of grace is strong, 

As that which built the skies ; 
The voice that rolls the stars along 
Speaks all the promises. 

5 O, might I hear thy heavenly tongue 

But whisper, " Thou art mine !" 
Those gentle words should raise my song 
To notes almost divine. 

6 How would my leaping heart rejoice, 

And think my heaven secure ! 
I trust the all-creating voice, 
And faith desires no more. 
Hymn 133. C. M. 

BLEST morning, whose first dawning light, 
Beheld our rising God ; 
That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
And leave his dark abode ! 

2 In the cold prison of a tomb, 
The dear Redeemer lay, 
Till the revolving skies had brought 
The third, th' appointed day. 



HYMN 134. 355 

Hell and the grave unite their force, 

To hold our God in vain ; 
The sleeping Conqueror arose, 

And burst their feeble chain. 

To thy great name, almighty Lord, 

These sacred hours we pay, 
And loud hosannas shall proclaim 

The triumph of the day. 

Salvation and immortal praise 

To our victorious King ; 
Let heaven, and earth, and rocks, and seas* 

With glad hosannas ring. 

Hymn 134. S. M. 

IS this the kind return, 
And these the thanks we owe ? 
Thus to abuse eternal love, 

Whence all our blessings flow ! 
To what a stubborn frame 

Hath sin reduced our mind ! 
What strange rebellious wretches we, 
And God as strangely kind. 

On us he bids the sun 

Shed his reviving rays ; 
For us the skies their circles run, 

To lengthen out our days. 

The brutes obey their God, 

And bow their necks to men ; 
But we more base, more brutish things, 

Reject his easy reign. 

Turn, turn us, mighty God ! 

And mould our souls afresh ! 
Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone, 

And give us hearts of flesh. 



356 HYMN 135, 136. 

6 Let past ingratitude 

Provoke our weeping eyes, 
And hourly as new mercies fall, 
Let hourly thanks arise. 

Hymn 135. C. M. 

FROM thee, my God, my joys shall rise, 
And run eternal rounds, 
Beyond the limits of the skies, 
And all created bounds. 

2 The holy triumphs of my soul, 

Shall death itself outbrave ; 
Leave dull mortality behind, 
And fly beyond the grave. 

3 There, where my blest Redeemer reigns, 

In heaven's unmeasured space, 
I'll spend a long eternity 
In pleasure and in praise. 

4 Millions of years my wondering eyes 

Shall o'er thy beauties rove, 
And endless ages I'll adore 
The glories of thy love. 

5 Dear Saviour ! every smile of thine 

Shall fresh endearments bring ; 
And thousand tastes of new delight 
From all thy graces spring. 

6 Haste, my Beloved, bear my soul 

Up to thy blest abode ! 
Fly, for my spirit longs to see 
My Saviour and my God. 

Hymn 136. C. M. 

HOSANNA to the Prince of light, 
That clothed himself in clay ; 
Entered the iron gates of death, 
And tore the bars away. 



HYMN 137. 357 

2 Death is no more the king of dread, 

Since our Immanuel rose : 
He took the tyrant's sting away, 
And spoiled our hellish foes. 

3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, 

And to his Father flies, 
With scars of honour in his flesh, 
And triumph in his eyes. 

4 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 

To reach his blessed abode ; 
Sweet be the accents of your songs 
To our incarnate God. 

5 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, 

Your sweetest voices raise ; 
Let heaven, and all created things, 
Sound our ImmanuePs praise. 

Hymn 137. L. M. 

STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
And gird the gospel armour on ; 
March to the gates of endless joy, 

Where Jesus, thy great Captain *s gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 

But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, 
And sung the triumph when he rose. 

3 What though the prince of darkness rage, 

And waste the fury of his spite ; 
Eternal chains confine him down 
To fiery deeps and endless night. 

4 What though thy inward lusts rebel ; 

'Tis but a struggling gasp for life ; 
The weapons of victorious grace 

Shall slay thy sins, and end the strife. 



358 HYMN 138. 

5 Then let my soul march boldly on, 

Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, 

And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 

6 There shall I wear a starry crown, 

x\nd triumph in almighty grace ; 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 

Hymn 138. C. M. 

WHEN the first parents of our race 
Rebelled and lost their God, 
And the infection of their sin 
Had tainted all our blood ; 

2 Infinite pity touched the heart 

Of the eternal Son ; 
Descending from the heavenly court, 
He left his Father's throne : 

3 Aside the Prince of glory threw 

His most divine array, 
And wrapped his Godhead in a veil 
Of our inferior clay. 

4 His living power, and dying love, 

Redeemed unhappy men, 
And raised the ruins of our race 
To life and God again. 

5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul 

We joyfully resign; 
Blessed Jesus, take us for thy own. 
For we are doubly thine. 

6 Thy honour shall for ever be 

The business of our days ; 
For ever shall our thankful tongues 
Speak thy deserved praise. 



HYMN 130, 140. 31 

Hymn 139. C. M. 

PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 

Beheld our helpless grief; 
He saw, and (O amazing love !) 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above, 

With joyful haste he fled, 
Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 O ! for this love, let rocks and hills 

Their lasting silence break, 
And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels ! assist our mighty joys, 

Strike all your harps of gold ; 
But when you raise your highest notes. 
His love can ne'er be told. 

Hymn 140. C. M. 

AND now the scales have left my eyes, 
Now I begin to see ; 
O the cursed deeds my sins have done ! 
What murderous things they be ! 

2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord, 

That thy fair body tore ? 
Monsters, that stained those heavenly limbs 
With floods of purple gore ! 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done 

My dearest Lord was slain, 
When justice seized God's only Son, 
And put his soul to pain ? 



360 HYMN 141. 

4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace ; 

I'll wound my God no more : 
Hence from my heart, ye sins, begone, 
For Jesus I adore. 

5 Gird me with heavenly armour, Lord, 

From grace's magazine, 

And I will wage eternal war 

With every darling sin. 

Hymn 141. C. M. 

ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers, 
And triumph in my God ; 
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
His glorious grace abroad. 

2 He raised me from the depths of sin, 

The gates of gaping hell, 
And fixed my standing more secure 
Than 'twas before I fell. 

3 The arms of everlasting love 

Beneath my soul he placed, 
And on the Rock of ages set 
My slippery footsteps fast. 

4 The city of my blest abode 

Is walled around with grace ; 
Salvation for a bulwark stands, 
To shield the sacred place. 

5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, 

And all his legions roar ; 
Almighty mercy guards my life, 
And bounds his raging power. 

6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice, 

And tunes of pleasure sing ; 
Loud hallelujahs shall address 
My Saviour and my King. 



HYMN 142, 143. 361 

Hymn 142. S. M. 

COME, all harmonious tongues, 
Your noblest music bring ; 
'Tis Christ the everlasting God, 
And Christ the man, we sing. 

2 Down to the shades of death 

He bowed his awful head ; 

Yet he arose to live and reign, 

When death itself is dead. 

3 No more the bloody spear, 

The cross and nails no more ; 
For hell itself shakes at his name, 
And all the heavens adore. 

4 There the Redeemer sits, 

High on the Father's throne ; 
The Father lays his vengeance by, 
And smiles upon his Son. 

5 There his full glories shine 

With uncreated rays, 
And bless his saints and angels there 
To everlasting days. 

Hymn 143. C. M. 
^Wl^HHY does your face, ye humble souls, 

' J Those mournful colours wear ? 
What doubts are these that waste your faith, 
And nourish your despair ? 

2 What though your numerous sins exceed 

The stars that fill the skies, 
And, aiming at th' eternal throne, 
Like pointed mountains rise? 

3 What though your mighty guilt beyond 

The wide creation swell, 
And have its dark foundations laid 
Low as the deeps of hell ? 
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362 HYMN 144. 

4 See here an endless ocean flows, 

Of never failing grace ; 
Behold, a dying Saviour's veins 
The sacred flood increase. 

5 It rises high, and drowns the hills, 

Has neither shore nor bound : 
Now, if we search to find our sins, 
Our sins can ne'er be found. 

6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace 

That buries all our faults, 
And pardoning blood, that swells above 
Our follies and our thoughts. 

Hymn 144. C. M. 

OUR sins, alas ! how strong they be ! 
And like a raging sea, 
They break our duty, Lord, to thee, 
And hurry us away. 

2 The waves of trouble, how thy rise ! 

How loud the tempests roar ! 
But death shall land our weary souls 
Safe on the heavenly shore. 

3 There, to fulfil hi& sweet commands, 

Our speedy feet shall move ; 
No sin shall clog our winged zeal, 
Or cool our burning love. 

4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell 

The wonders of his grace, 
Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts, 
And smile in every face. 

5 For ever his dear sacred name 

Shall dwell upon our tongue, 
And Jesus and salvation be 
The close of every song. 



HYMN 145, 146. 363 

Hymn 145. C. M. 

SALVATION ! the joyful sound ! 
'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 

A cordial for our fears. 
Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay ; 
But we arise by grace divine, 

To see a heavenly day. 
Salvation ! let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around, 
While all the armies of the sky 

Conspire to raise the sound. 

Hymn 146. CM. 

OH the delights, the heavenly joys, 
The glories of the place, 
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams 
Of his overflowing grace. 

Sweet majesty and awful love 

Sit smiling on his brow, 
And all the glorious ranks above, 

At humble distance bow. 
This is the Lord, th' ascended Lord, 

Whom we unseen adore ; 
But when our eyes behold his face, 

Our hearts shall love him more. 

Lord, now our souls are all on fire 

To see thy blest abode ; 
Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise, 

To our incarnate God ! 
And whilst our faith enjoys this sight, 

We long to leave our clay ; 
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord, 

To bear our souls away. 



364 HYMN 147, 148. 

Hymn 147. S. M. 

MY God, my life, my love, 
To thee, to thee I call ; 
I cannot live if thou remove, 
For thou art all in all. 

2 Thy shining grace can cheer 

This dungeon where I dwell ; 
'Tis paradise when thou art here ; 
If thou depart, 'tis hell. 

3 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 

Can one delight afford ; 
No, not a drop of real joy, 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

4 Thou art the sea of love, 

Where all my pleasures roll: 
The circle where my passions move, 
And centre of my soul. 

5 To thee my spirits fly 

With infinite desire ; 
And yet how far from thee I lie ! 
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. 

Hymn 148. C. M. 
%/fTY God, my portion, and my love, 
If JL My everlasting all, 
I've none but thee, in heaven above, 
Or on this earthly ball. 

2 What empty things- are all the skies, 

And this inferior clod ! 
There 's nothing here deserves my joys, 
There 's nothing like my God. 

3 In vain the bright, the burning sun, 

Scatters his feeble light : 
'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon ; 
If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 



HYMN 149. 365 

4 To thee we owe our wealth and friends, 

And health, and safe abode : 
Thanks to thy name for meaner things, 
But they are not my God. 

5 Were I possessor of the earth, 

And called the stars my own ; 
Without thy graces, and thyself, 
I were a wretch undone. 

6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 

And grasp in all the shore : 
Grant me the visits of thy face, 
And I desire no more. 

Hymn 149. C. M. 

INFINITE grief ! amazing woe! 
Behold my bleeding Lord ! 
Hell and the Jews conspired his death, 
And used the Roman sword. 

2 O the sharp pangs of smarting pain 

My dear Redeemer bore ! 
When knotty whips, and ragged thorns, 
His sacred body tore ! 

3 But knotty whips, and ragged thorns, 

In, vain do I accuse ; 
In vain I blame the Roman bands, 
And the more spiteful Jews : 

4 'Twas you, my sins, my cruel sins, 

His chief tormentors were ; 
Each of my crimes became a nail, 
And unbelief the spear. 

5 'Twas you that pulled the vengeance down 

Upon his guiltless head : 
Break, break, my heart ! O burst mine eyes, 
And let my sorrows bleed. 
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366 HYMN 150,151, 

6 Strike, mighty grace, my flinty soul? 
Till melting waters flow, 
And deep repentance drown my eyes 
In unolissembled woe* 

Hymn 150. C. M. 

MY heart, alas ! how hard it is ! 
How heavy here it lies ; 
Heavy and cold within my breast, 
Just like a rock of ice ! 

2 Sin, like a raging tyrant sits 

Upon this flinty throne, 
And every grace lies buried deep 
Beneath this heart of stone* 

3 How seldom do I rise to God, 

Or taste the joys above ? 
This mountain presses down my faith, 
And chills my flaming love. 

4 When smiling mercy courts my soul, 

With all its heavenly charms, 
This stubborn, this relentless thing, 
Would thrust it from my arms. 

5 Against the thunders of thy word 

Rebellious I have stood ; 
My heart, it shakes not at the wrath 
And terrors of a God. 

6 Dear Saviour, steep this rock of mine 

In thine own crimson sea ! 
None but a bath of blood divine 
Can melt the flint aw^ay. 

Hymn 151. CM. 

LET the whole race of creatures lie 
Abased before their God ; 
Whatever his sovereign voice hath formed, 
He governs with a nod. 



HYMN 152. 367 

2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies 

Were into motion brought, 
All the long years and worlds to come 
Stood present to his thought. 

3 If light attends the course I run, 

'Tis he provides those rays ; 
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun, 
If darkness cloud my days. 

4 Yet I would not be much concerned, 

Nor vainly long to see 
In volumes of his deep decrees, 
What months are writ for me. 

5 When he reveals the book of life, 

O may I read my name 
Amongst the chosen of his love, 
The followers of the Lamb. 

Hymn 152. C. M. 

T^THEN, in the light of faith divine, 

* * We look on things below, 

Honour, and gold, and sensual joy, 

How vain and dangerous too. 

2 Honour 's a puff of noisy breath ; 

Yet men expose their blood, 
And venture everlasting death 
To gain that airy good. 

3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind, 

And feed on shining dust, 
They rob the serpent of his food, 
T' indulge a sordid lust. 

4 The pleasures that allure our sense, 

Are dangerous snares to souls ! 
There 's but a drop of flattering sweet, 
And dashed with bitter bowls. 



368 HYMN 153, 154- 

5 God is my all-sufficient good, 

My portion and my choice ; 
In him my vast desires are filled, 
And all my powers rejoice. 

6 In vain the world accosts my ear, 

And tempts my heart anew : 
I cannot buy your bliss so dear, 
Nor part with heaven for you. 

Hymn 153. C. M. 

COME, happy souls, approach your God 
With new melodious songs, 
Come, render to almighty grace, 
The tribute of your tongues. 

2 So strange, so boundless was the love 

That pitied dying men, 
The Father sent his equal Son 
To give them life again. 

3 Then all was mercy, all was mild, 

And wrath forsook the throne, 
When Christ on the kind errand came, 
And brought salvation down. 

4 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, 

And wipe your sorrows dry ; 
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, 
And you shall never die. 

5 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls, 

Accept thine offered grace ; 
We bless the great Redeemer's love, 

And give the Father praise. 
Hymn 154. S. M. 
"O AISE your triumphant songs 
X%) To an immortal tune, 
Let the wide earth resound the deeds 

Celestial grace has done. 



HYMN 155. 369 

2 Sing how eternal love 

Its chief Beloved chose, 
And bade him raise our wretched race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears, 

Nor terror clothes his brow, 
No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 

4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, 

And wrath stood silent by, 
When Christ was sent with pardons down 
To rebels doomed to die. 

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 

Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
And take the offered peace. 

6 Lord, we obey thy call ; 

We lay an humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast brought, 
And love and praise thy name. 

Hymn 155. C. M. 

AND are we wretches yet alive ? 
And do we yet rebel ? 
'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love, 
That bears us up from hell ! 

2 The burden of our weighty guilt 

Would sink us down to flames, 
And threatening vengeance rolls above, 
To crush our feeble frames. 

3 Almighty goodness cries, " Forbear ;'? 

And straight the thunder stays ; 
And dare we now provoke his wrath, 
And weary out his grace? 



370 HYMN 156, 157. 

4 Lord, we have long abused thy love, 

Too long indulged our sin ; 
Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see 
What rebels we have been. 

5 No more, ye sins, shall ye command : 

No more will we obey : 
Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, 
And drive thy foes away. 

Hymn 156. C. M. 
y 1 1 W AS for my sins, my dearest Lord 

-*- Hung on the cursed tree, 

And groaned away a dying life, 

For thee, my soul, for thee. 

2 O how I hate those lusts of mine 

That crucified my God ! 
Those sins that pierced and nailed his flesh 
Fast to the fatal wood ! 

3 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die, 

My heart has so decreed ; 
Nor will I spare the guilty things 
That made my Saviour bleed. 

4 Whilst with a melting broken heart, 

My murdered Lord I view, 
I'll raise revenge against my sins, 
And slay the murderers too. 

Hymn 157. C. M. 

THAT awful day will surely come, 
Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 
2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, 
Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the word, " depart." 



HYMN 158. 371 

3 O ! wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove, 
And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love. 

4 Jesus ! I throw my arms around, 

And hang upon thy breast ; 
Without a gracious smile from thee, 
My spirit cannot rest. 

5 O ! tell me that my worthless name 

Is graven on thy hands ; 
Show me some promise in thy book, 
Where my salvation stands ! 

6 Give me one kind assuring word, 

To sink my fears again ; 
And cheerfully my soul shall wait 
Her threescore years and ten. 

Hymn 158. C. M. 

COME, let us lift our joyful eyes 
Up to the courts above, 
And smile to see our Father there, 
Upon a throne of love. 

2 Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood, 

That calmed his frowning face, 
That sprinkled o'er the burning throne, 
And turned the wrath to grace. 

3 Now we may bow before his feet, 

And venture near the Lord ; 
No fiery cherub guards his seat, 
Nor double flaming sword. 

4 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss, 

Are opened by the Son ; 
High let us raise our notes of praise, 
And reach the eternal throne. 



372 HYMN 159, 160. 

5 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, 
Great Advocate on high ; 
And glory to the Almighty King 
That lays his fury by. 

Hymn 159. L. M. 

LORD, we adore thy vast designs, 
The obscure abyss of Providence, 
Too deep to sound with mortal lines, 
Too dark to view with feeble sense. 

2 Now thou arrayest thine awful face 

In angry frowns, without a smile : 
We, through the cloud, believe thy grace, 
Secure of thy compassion still. 

3 Through seas and storms of deep distress 

We sail by faith, and not by sight ; 
Faith guides us in the wilderness, 
Through all the briers, and the night. 

4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod 

Resolve to scourge us here below, 
Still we must lean upon our God, 

Thine arm shall bear us safely through. 

Hymn 160. S. M. 

AND must this body die ? 
This mortal frame decay ? 
And must these active limbs of mine 
Lie mouldering in the clay ? 

2 God my Redeemer lives, 

And often from the skies 
Looks down and watches all my dust, 
Till he shall bid it rise. 

3 Arrayed in glorious grace, 

Shall these vile bodies shine, 
And every shape, and every face, 
Look heavenly and divine. 



HYMN 161, 162. 373 

4 These lively hopes we owe 

To Jesus' dying love : 
We would adore his grace below, 
And sing his power above. 

5 Dear Lord, accept the praise 

Of these, our humble songs, 
Till tunes of nobler sound we raise 
With our immortal tongues. 

Hymn 161. C. M. 

I SING my Saviour's wondrous death ; 
He conquered when he fell ; 
44 'Tis finished," said his dying breath, 
x\nd shook the gates of hell. 

2 44 'Tis finished," our Immanuel cries, 

The dreadful work is done ; 
Hence shall his Sovereign throne arise, 
His kingdom is begun. 

3 His cross a sure foundation laid 

For glory and renown, 
When through the regions of the dead 
He passed, to reach the crown. 

4 Exalted at his Father's side, 

Sits our victorious Lord ; 
To heaven and hell his hands divide 
The vengeance or reward. 

5 The saints from his propitious eye 

Await their several crowns, 
And all the sons of darkness fly 
The terror of his frowns. 

Hymn 162. C. M. 

HOW can I sink with such a prop 
As my eternal God, 
Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, 
And spreads the heavens abroad ? 
2i 



374 HYMN 163. 

2 How can I die while Jesus lives, 

Who rose and left the dead ? 
Pardon and grace my soul receives 
From my exalted Head. 

3 All that I am, and all I have, 

Shall be for ever thine \ 
Whate'er my duty bids me give, 
My cheerful hands resign. 

4 Yet if I might make some reserve, 

And duty did not call, 
My God would all my love deserve, 
x4nd I would give him all. 

Hymn 163. C. M. 
T ADEN with guilt, and full of fears, 
-" I fly to thee, my Lord ; 
And not a glimpse of hope appears 
But in thy written word. 

2 The volume of my Father's grace 

Does all my grief assuage ; 
Here I behold my Saviour's face, 
Almost in every page. 

3 This is the field where hidden lies 

The pearl of price unknown ; 
That merchant is divinely wise 
Who makes the pearl his own. 

4 Here consecrated water flows 

To quench my thirst of sin ; 
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
Nor danger dwells therein. 

5 O ! may thy counsels, mighty God ! 

My roving feet command ; 
Nor I forsake the happy road 
That leads to thy right hand. 



HYMN 164, 165. 375 

Hymn 164. S. M. 

THE Lord declares his will, 
And keeps the world in awe ; 
Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill 
Breaks out his fiery law. 

2 The Lord reveals his face, 

And smiling from above, 
Sends down the gospel of his grace, 
Th' epistles of his love. 

3 These sacred words impart 

Our Maker's just commands ; 
The pity of his melting heart, 
And vengeance of his hands. 

4 We read the heavenly word, 

We take the offered grace, 
Obey the statutes of the Lord, 
And trust his promises. 

Hymn 165. L. M. 

THE Law commands and makes us know 
What duties to our God we owe; 
But 'tis the Gospel must reveal 
Where lies our strength to do his will. 

2 The Law discovers guilt and sin, 

And shows how vile our hearts have been : 
Only the Gospel can express 
Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 

3 What curses doth the Law denounce 
Against the man that fails but once ! 
But in the Gospel Christ appears, 
Pardoning the guilt of numerous years. 

4 My soul, no more attempt to draw 
Thy life and comfort from the Law : 



376 HYMN 166, 167. 

Fly to the hope the Gospel gives ! 
The man that trusts the promise lives. 

Hymn 166. L. M. 

MY God, permit me not to be 
A stranger to myself and thee ; 
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
Forgetful of my highest love. 

2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
And thus debase my heavenly birth ? 
Why should I cleave to things below, 
And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 

3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; 

One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 
I would obey the voice divine, 
And all inferior joys resign. 

4 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn ; 
Let noise and vanity be gone; 

In secret silence of the mind, 

My heaven, and there my God, I find. 

Hymn 167. L. M. 

A WAY from every mortal care, 
-*^ Away from earth, our souls retreat ; 
We leave this worthless world afar, 
And wait and worship near thy feet. 

2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace 

We see thy feet, and we adore ; 
We gaze upon thy lovely face, 

And learn the wonders of thy power. 

3 While here our various wants we mourn, 

United groans ascend on high ; 
And prayer brings back a quick return 
Of blessings in variety. 



HYMN 168, 169. 377 

4 If Satan rage, and sin grow strong, 

Here we receive some cheering word ; 
We gird the gospel armour on, 
To fight the battles of the Lord. 

5 Or if our spirit faints and dies, 

(Our conscience pained with inward stings,) 
Here doth the righteous Sun arise, 

With healing beams beneath his wings. 

6 Father ! my soul would still abide 
Within thy temple, near thy side ; 
But if my feet must hence depart, 
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart. 

Hymn 168. L. M. 

LIFE and immortal joys are given 
To souls that mourn the sins they've done; 
Children of wrath made heirs of heaven, 
By faith in God's eternal Son. 

2 Woe to the wretch, who never felt 

The inward pangs of pious grief ! 
But adds to all his crying guilt 
The stubborn sin of unbelief. 

3 The law condemns the rebel dead, 

Under the wrath of God he lies ; 
He seals the curse on his own head, 
And with a double vengeance dies. 

Hymn 169. C. M. 

THE Lord descending from above, 
Invites his children near : 
While power and truth, and boundless love, 
Display their glories here. 

2 Here, in thy Gospel's wondrous frame, 
Fresh wisdom we pursue ; 
A thousand angels learn thy name, 
Beyond whate'er they knew. 
2i2 



378 HYMN 170, 171. 

3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines, 

Thy wonders here we trace j 
Wisdom through all the mystery shines. 
And shines in Jesus' face. 

4 The law its best obedience owes 

To our incarnate God ! 
And thine avenging justice shows 
Its honours in his blood. 

5 But still the lustre of thy grace, 

Our warmer thoughts employs, 
Gilds the whole scene with brighter rays, 
And more exalts our joys. 

Hymn 170. L. M. 
T |T[S by the faith of joys to come, 

A We walk through deserts dark as night ; 
Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies ; 

She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
Far into distant worlds she pries, 
And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 

While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 

Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 

And rocks and dangers fill the way. 

4 So Abraham, by divine command, 

Left his own house to walk with God ; 
His faith beheld the promised land, 
And fired his zeal along the road. 

Hymn 171. C. M. 
"%/fIGHTY Redeemer ! set me free 
1YA From my old state of sin ; 
O make my soul alive to thee, 
Create new powers within ; 



HYMN 172, 173. 379 

2 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears, 

And mould my heart afresh ; 
Give me new passions, joys, and fears, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

3 Far from the regions of the dead, 

From sin, and earth, and hell ; 
In the new world that grace hath made 
I would for ever dwell. 

Hymn 172. C. M. 

"VJtTE bless the Prophet of the Lord, 

* * That comes with truth and grace ; 
Jesus, thy Spirit and thy word 
Shall lead us in thy ways. 

2 We reverence our High Priest above, 

Who offered up his blood, 
And lives to carry on his love, 
By pleading with our God. 

3 We honour our exalted King j 

How sweet are his commands ! 
He guards our souls from hell and sin, 
By his almighty hands. 

4 Hosanna to his glorious name, 

Who saves by different ways ; 
His mercies lay a sovereign claim 
To our immortal praise. 

Hymn 173. L. M. 

ETERNAL Spirit ! we confess 
And sing the wonders of thy grace : 
Thy power conveys our blessings down, 
From God the Father, and the Son. 

2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, 
Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger, and our refuge too. 



380 HYMN 174, 175. 

3 Thy power and glory work within, 
And break the chains of reigning sin ; 
Do our imperious lusts subdue, 

And form our wretched hearts anew. 

4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice : 
Thy cheering w r ords awake our joys ; 
Thy words allay the stormy wind, 

And calm the surges of the mind. 

Hymn 174. L. M. 

BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive ! 
Behold, the dead awake and live ! 
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame 
Leap like the hart, and bless his name. 

2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own, 
And seal the mission of the Son ; 
The Father vindicates his cause, 
While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 

3 He dies ! the heavens in mourning stood ; 
He rises, the triumphant God : 

Behold the Lord ascending high, 
No more to bleed, no more to die. 

4 Hence and for ever from my heart 
I bid my doubts and fears depart ; 
And to those hands my soul resign, 
Which bear credentials so divine. 

Hymn 175. L. M. 

THIS is the word of truth and love, 
Sent to the nations from above : 
Jehovah here resolves to show 
What his Almighty grace can do. 
2 This remedy did wisdom find, 
To heal diseases of the mind ; 
This sovereign balm, whose virtues can 
Restore the ruined creature, man. 



HYMN 176. 381 

3 The Gospel bids the dead revive ; 
Sinners obey the voice and live : 

Dry bones are raised and clothed afresh, 
And hearts of stone are turned to flesh. 

4 Where Satan reigned in shades of night, 
The Gospel strikes a heavenly light ; 
Our lusts its wondrous power controls, 
And calms the rage of angry souls. 

5 Lions and beasts of savage name, 
Put on the nature of the lamb ; 
While the wide world esteem it strange, 
Gaze and admire, and hate the change. 

6 May but this grace my soul renew, 
Let sinners gaze, and hate me too ; 
The word that saves me does engage 
A sure defence from all their rage. 

Hymn 176. L. M. 

]%/TY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
U-*- I read my duty in thy word ; 
But in thy life the law appears 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
Such deference to thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe, and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervour of thy prayer ; 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 

4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here : 
Then God the Judge shall own my name 
Amongst the followers of the Lamb. 



382 HYMN 177, 178. 

Hymn 177. C. M. 

GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise 
Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be* 

2 Once they were mourning here below, 

And wet their couch with tears ; 
They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
With sins, and doubts, and fears. 

3 I ask them, whence their victory came ? 

They, with united breath, 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, 

(His zeal inspired their breast :) 
And, following their incarnate God, 
Possess the promised rest. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 

For his own pattern given, 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

Hymn 178. S. M. 

NOT all the blood of beasts 
On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away : 
A sacrifice of nobler name, 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of thine, 
While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 



HYMN 179, 180. 383 

4 My soul looks back to see 

The burdens thou didst bear, 
When hanging on the cursed tree, 
And hopes her guilt was there. 

5 Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
And sing his bleeding love. 

Hymn 179. L. M. 

GREAT was the day, the joy was great, 
When the disciples all v/ere met : 
Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, 
And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 

2 What gifts, what miracles he gave, 
And power to kill, and power to save, 
Furnished their tongues with wondrous words, 
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 

3 These weapons of the holy war, 
Of what almighty force they are, 
To make our stubborn passions bow, 
And lay the proudest rebel low ! 

4 Nations the learned and the rude, 
Are by these heavenly arms subdued ; 
While Satan rages at his loss, 

And hates the doctrine of the cross. 

5 Great King of grace ! my heart subdue ; 
I would be led in triumph too, 

A willing captive to my Lord, 
And sing the victories of his word. 



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Hymn 180. C. M. 

EAREST of all the names above, 
My Jesus and my God, 



384 HYMN 181, 182. 

Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
Or trifle with thy blood ? 

2 'Tis by the merits of thy death 

The Father smiles again ; 
'Tis by thine interceding breath 
The Spirit dwells with men. 

3 Now if ImmanuePs face appear, 

My hope, my joy begins : 
His name forbids my slavish fear, 
His grace removes my sins. 

4 While Jews on their own law rely, 

And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
I love the incarnate mystery, 
And there I fix my trust. 

Hymn 181. CM. 

SIN hath a thousand treacherous arts 
To practise on the mind ; 
With flattering looks she tempts our hearts, 
But leaves a sting behind. 

2 With names of virtue she deceives 

The aged and the young : 
And while the heedless wretch believes, 
She makes his fetters strong. 

3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, 

And gives a fair pretence ; 
But cheats the soul of heavenly things, 
And chains it down to sense. 

4 So on a tree divinely fair 

Grew the forbidden food ; 
Our mother took the poison there, 
And tainted all her blood. 

Hymn 182. C. M. 

NOT to the terrors of the Lord, 
The tempest, fire, and smoke ; 



HYMN 183. 385 

Not to the thunder of that word, 
Which God on Sinai spoke ; 

2 But we are come to Zion's hill, 

The city of our God, 
Where milder words declare his will, 
And spread his love abroad. 

3 Behold th' innumerable host 

Of angels clothed in light ! 
Behold the spirits of the just, w 
Whose faith is turned to sight ! 

4 Behold the blest assembly there, 

Whose names are writ in heaven ! 
And God, the judge of all, declares 
Their vilest sins forgiven. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead 

But one communion make ; 
All join in Christ, their living head, 
And of his grace partake. 

6 In such society as this 

My weary soul would rest : 
The man that dwells where Jesus is 
Must be for ever blest. 

Hymn 183. C. M. 

SIN, like a venomous disease,. 
Infects our vital blood : 
The only balm is sovereign grace, 
And the physician God. 

2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, 

And we draw near to death ; 
But Christ, the Lord, recalls the dead, 
With his almighty breath. 

3 Madness by nature reigns within, 

The passions burn and rage ; 
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386 HYMN 184,185 

Till God's own Son, with skill divine, 
The inward fire assuage. 

Hymn 184. C. M. 

LO ! the destroying angel flies 
To Pharoah's stubborn land ; 
The pride and flower of Egypt dies 
By his vindictive hand. 

2 He passed the tents of Jacob o'er, 

Nor poured *the wrath divine ; 
He saw the bfood on every door, 
And blessed the peaceful sign. 

3 Thus the appointed Lamb must bleed, 

To break the Egyptian yoke ; 
Thus Israel is from bondage freed, 
And 'scapes the angel's stroke. 

4 Lord, if my heart were sprinkled too 

With blood so rich as thine, 
Justice no longer would pursue 
This guilty soul of mine. 

5 Jesus our passover was slain, 

And has at once procured 
Freedom from Satan's heavy chain, 
And God's avenging sword. 

Hymn 185. L. M. 

BROx4D is the road that leads to death, 
And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveller. 

2 "Deny thyself, and take thy cross," 

Is the Redeemer's great command : 
Nature must count her gold but dross, 
If she would gain this heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 

And walks the ways of God no more, 



HYMN 186, 187. 387 

Is but esteemed almost a saint, 

And makes his own destruction sure. 

Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; 
Create my heart entirely new ; 

Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; 
Which false apostates never knew. 
Hymn 186. C. M. 

C TRAIT is the way, the door is strait 
^ That leads to joys on high ; 
Tis but a few that find the gate, 

While crowds mistake and die. 
Beloved self must be denied, 

The mind and will renewed, 
Passion suppressed, and patience tried, 

And vain desires subdued. 

Flesh is a dangerous foe to grace, 

Where it prevails and rules ; 
Flesh must be humbled, pride abased, 

Lest they destroy our souls. 
The love of gold be banished hence, 

(That vile idolatry,) 
And every member, every sense, 

In sweet subjection lie. 

The tongue, that most unruly power, 

Requires a strong restraint ; 
We must be watchful every hour, 

And pray, but never faint. 

Lord, can a feeble helpless worm 

Fulfil a task so hard ? 
Thy grace must all my work perform, 

And give the free reward. 

Hymn 187. C. M. 

MY thoughts surmount those lower skies, 
And look within the veil ; 



388 HYMN 188. 

There springs of endless pleasure rise, 
The waters never fail. 

2 There I behold, with sweet delight, 

The blessed Three in One ; 
And strong affections fix my sight 
On God's incarnate Son* 

3 His promise stands for ever firm, 

His grace shall ne'er depart ; 
He binds my name upon his arm, 
And seals it on his heart. 

4 Light are the pains that nature brings j 

How short our sorrows are, 
When with eternal future things, 
The present we compare ! 

5 I would not be a stranger still 

To that celestial place, 
Where I for ever hope to dwell, 
Near my Redeemer's face. 

Hymn 188. C. M. 

LONG have I sat beneath the sound 
Of thy salvation, Lord ; 
But still how weak my faith is found, 
And knowledge of thy word ! 

2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, 

And hear almost in vain : 
How small a portion of thy grace 
Can my false heart retain ! 

3 How cold and feeble is my love ! 

How negligent my fear ! 
How low my hope of joys above ! 
How few affections there ! 

4 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart 

To give thy word success ; 



HYMN 189, 190. 389 

Write thy salvation in my heart, 
And make me learn thy grace. 

5 Show my forgetful feet the way 
That leads to joys on high ; 
There knowledge grows without decay, 
And love shall never die. 

Hymn 189. L. M. 

JEHOVAH reigns, enthroned on high, 
His robes are light and majesty ! 
His glory shines with beams so bright, 
No mortal can sustain the sight. 

2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; 
His justice guards his holy law ; 
His love reveals a smiling face, 

His truth and promise seal the grace. 

3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, 
And baffles Satan's deep designs ; 

His power is sovereign to fulfil 
The noblest counsels of his will. 

4 And will the Lord now condescend 
To be my Father and my Friend ! 
Then let my songs with angels join ; 
Heaven is secure if God be mine. 

Hymn 190. L. M. 

'npWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 

-*- When powers of earth and hell arose ' 
Against the Son of God's delight, 
And friends betrayed him to his foes. 

2 Before the mournful scene began, 

He took the bread, and blessed, and brake j 
What love through all his actions ran ! 
What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 
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390 HYMN 191. 

3 " This is my body broke for sin ; 

Receive and eat the living food :" 
Then took the cup and blest the wine ; 
" 'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 

4 For us his flesh with nails was torn, 
He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn : 
And justice poured upon his head 

Its heavy vengeance in our stead. 

5 For us his vital blood was spilt, 
To buy the pardon of our guilt ; 
When for black crimes of biggest size, 
He gave his soul a sacrifice. 

6 " Do this, (he cried) 'till time shall end, 
In memory of your dying friend ; 
Meet at my table, and record 

The love of your departed Lord." 

7 Jesus ! thy feast we celebrate, 

We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
'Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb. 

Hymn 191. C. M. 

HOW condescending and how kind 
Was God's eternal Son ! 
Our misery reached his heavenly mind, 
And pity brought him down. 

2 When justice by our sins provoked, 
Drew forth its dreadful sword, 
He gave his soul up to the stroke, 
Without a murmuring word. 



He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 
To raise us to his throne : 

There 's ne'er a gift his hand bestows 
But cost his heart a groan. 



HYMN 192, 193. 391 

This was compassion like a God, 

That when the Saviour knew 
The price of pardon was his blood, 

His pity ne'er withdrew. 
Now, though he reigns exalted high, 

His love is still as great : 
Well he remembers Calvary, 

Nor lets his saints forget. 
Here let our hearts begin to melt, 

While we his death record, 
And, with our joy for pardoned guilt, 

Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 

Hymn 192. L. M. 

JESUS is gone above the skies 
Where our weak senses reach him not ; 
And carnal objects court our eyes, 

To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 

lie knows what wandering hearts we have, 

Apt to forget his lovely face, 
And to refresh our minds, he gave 

These kind memorials of his grace. 

Let sinful sweets be all forgot, 

And earth grow less in our esteem ; 
Christ and his love fill every thought, 

And faith and hope be fixed on him. 
While he is absent from our sight, 

'Tis to prepare our souls a place, 
That we may dwell in heavenly light, 

And live for ever near his face. 

Hymn 193. CM. 

" nPHE promise of my Father's love 

-*- Shall stand for ever good :" 
He said, and gave his soul to death, 

And sealed the grace with blood. 



392 HYMN 194. 

2 To this dear covenant of thy word, 

I set my worthless name ; 
I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 The light, and strength, and pardoning grace, 

And endless bliss be mine ; 
My life and soul, my heart and flesh, 
And all my powers are thine. 

4 I call that legacy my own, 

Which Jesus did bequeath ; 
'Twas purchased with a dying groan, 
And ratified in death. 

5 Sweet is the memory of his name, 

Who blest us in his will, 
And to his testament of love, 
Made his own blood the seal. 

Hymn 194. L. M. 
"V1THEN I survey the wondrous cross, 

** On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 

Save in the death of Christ my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 

Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 His dying crimson, like a robe, 

Spreads o'er his body on the tree ; 
Then am I dead to all the globe, 
And all the globe is dead to me. 



HYMN 195, 196. 393 

Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

Hymn 195. L. M. 

NATURE with open volume stands, 
To spread her Maker's praise abroad ; 
And every labour of his hands 

Shows something worthy of a God. 
But in the grace that rescued man, 

His brightest form of glory shines ; 
Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 

In precious blood and crimson lines. 
Here I behold his inmost heart, 

Where grace and vengeance strangely join, 
Piercing his Son with sharpest smart, 

To make the purchased blessings mine. 
O ! the sweet wonders of that cross, 

Where God the Saviour loved and died ! 
Her noblest life my spirit draws 

From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 
1 would for ever speak his name, 

In sounds to mortal ears unknown : 
With angels join to praise the Lamb, 

And worship at his Father's throne. 

Hymn 196. C. M. 

HOW sweet and awful is the place 
With Christ within the doors, 
While everlasting love displays 

The choicest of her stores ! 
Here every bowel of our God 
With soft compassion rolls : 
Here peace and pardon, bought with blood, 
Is food for dying souls. 



394 HYMN 197. 

3 While all our hearts in this our song 

Join to admire the feast, 
Each of us cries with thankful tongue, 
" Lord why was I a guest ?" 

4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 

And enter while there 's room ; 
When thousands make a wretched choice, 
And rather starve than come ?" 

5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, 

That sweetly forced us in : 
Else we had still refused to taste, 
And perished in our sin. 

6 Pity the nations, O our God ! 

Constrain the earth to come ; 
Send thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 

7 We long to see thy churches full, 

That all the chosen race 
May, with one voice, and heart, and soul, 
Sing thy redeeming grace. 

Hymn 197. L. M. 

AT thy command, our dearest Lord, 
Here we attend thy dying feast ; 
Thy love has spread the sacred board, 
To feed the faith of every guest. 

2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, 

And trusts for life in one that died ; 
We hope for heavenly crowns above, 
From a Redeemer crucified. 

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, 

And fling their scandals on thy cause ; 
We come to boast our Saviour's name, 
And make our triumphs in his cross. 



HYMN 198, 199. 395 

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, 

He that was dead hath left his tomb ; 
He lives above their utmost rage, 
And we are waiting till he come. 

Hymn 198. C. M. 

COME let us lift our voices high, 
High as our joys arise, 
And join the songs above the sky, 
Where pleasure never dies. 

2 Jesus, the God that fought and bled, 

And conquered when he fell ; 
That rose, and at his chariot wheels 
Dragged all the powers of hell ; 

3 Victorious King ! what can we pay 

For favours so divine ? 
We would devote our hearts away, 
To be for ever thine. 

4 We give thee, Lord, our highest praise, 

The tribute of our tongues ; 
But themes so infinite as these 
Exceed our noblest songs. 

Hymn 199. C. M. 
^TTING around our Father's board, 
^ We raise our tuneful breath ; 
Our faith beholds our dying Lord, 
And dooms our sins to death. 

2 We see the blood of Jesus shed, 

Whence all our pardons rise ; -* 
The sinner views th' atonement made, 
And loves the sacrifice. 

3 Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful cross, 

Procure us heavenly crowns : 
Our highest gain springs from thy loss, 
Our healing from thy wounds. 



396 HYMN 200, 201. 

4 O ! 'tis impossible that we, 
Who dwell in feeble clay, 
Should equal sufferings bear for thee, 
Or equal thanks repay. r 

Hymn 200. P.M. 

GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
Hold me with thy powerful hand : 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me, till I want no more. 

2 Open now the crystal fountain, 

Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
Let the fiery cloudy pillar 

Lead me all my journey through ; 

Strong deliverer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside : 
Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 

Hymn 201. L. M. 
^7ITHIN thy house, O Lord, our God, 

* * In glorious majesty appear ; 
Make this a place of thine abode, 
And shed thy choicest blessings here. 

2 When we thy mercy-seat -surround, 

Thy Spirit, Lord, to us impart ; 
And let thy Gospel's joyful sound, 
With power divine reach every heart. 

3 Here let the blind their sight obtain, 

Here give the broken spirit rest ; 



HYMN 202, 203. 397 

Let Jesus here triumphant reign, 
Enthroned in every yielding breast. 
4 Here let the voice of sacred joy 
And humble supplication rise, 

Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
In realms of bliss beyond the skies. 

Hymn 202. CM. 

GOD moves in a mysterious way, 
His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm ! 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 

Of never failing skill, 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour : 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

. And scan his work in vain ; 
God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 

Hymn 203. C. M. 

THE Saviour ! O what endless charms 
Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
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398 HYMN 204. 

Its influence every fear disarms, 
And spreads sweet comfort round, 

2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 

In rich effusion flow, 
For guilty rebels lost in sin, 
And doomed to endless woe. 

3 Th' almighty Former of the skies 

Stooped to our vile abode ; 
While angels viewed with wondering eyes, 
And hailed th' incarnate God ! 

4 O the rich depths of love divine ! 

Of bliss a boundless store ! 
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine : 
I cannot wish for more ! 

5 On thee alone my hope relies, 

Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 
My Saviour, and my All ! 

Hymn 204. C. M. 

HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 Dear Name ! the rock on which I build, 

My shield and hiding place ; 
My never failing treasury, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 

4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 



HYMN 205, 206. 399 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 

Accept the praise I bring. 
Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see thee as thou art, 

I'll praise thee as I ought. 
Till then I would thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 

Refresh my soul in death. 

Hymn 205. S. M. 

AWAKE, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake every heart and every tongue, 

To praise the Saviour's name. 
Sing of his dying love, 

Sing of his rising power, 
Sing how he intercedes above, 
For those whose sins he bore. 

Sing on your heavenly way, 

Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; 
Sing on, rejoicing every day 

In Christ the eternal King. 

Soon shall we hear him say, 

" Ye blessed children, come !" 
Soon will he call us hence away, 

x\nd take his wanderers home. 

Hymn 206. C. M. 

TO our Redeemer's glorious name 
Awake the sacred song ! 
O may his love, (immortal flame !) 
Tune every heart and tongue. 

His love, what mortal thought can reach ; 
What mortal tongue display ! 



400 HYMN 207, 208. 

Imagination's utmost stretch 
In wonder dies away. 

3 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 

Our humble thanks to thee, 
May every heart with rapture say, 
" The Saviour died for me !" 

4 O may the sweet, the blissful theme, 

Fill every heart and tongue, 
Till strangers love thy charming name, 
And join the sacred song. 

Hymn 207. L. M. 
'HPIS finished ! so the Saviour cried, 

-"- And meekly bowed his head, and died 
'Tis finished — yes, the race is run, 
The battle fought the victory won. 

2 'Tis finished — all that heaven decreed, 
And all the ancient prophets said, 

Is now fulfilled, as was designed, 
In me the Saviour of mankind. 

3 'Tis finished — heaven is reconciled, 
And all the powers of darkness spoiled : 
Peace, love, and happiness again 
Return, and dwell with sinful men. 

4 'Tis finished — let the joyful sound 

Be heard through all the nations round : 

'Tis finished — let the echo fly 

Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky. 

Hymn 208. L. M. D. 
lUTE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
-*--*- Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! 
A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground! 
Come, saints ! and drop a tear or two 
For him who groaned beneath your load ; 



HYMN 209. 401 

He shed a thousand drops for you, 
A thousand drops of richer blood! 

Here 's love and grief beyond degree ! 
The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
But, lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 
The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 
Up to his Father's court he flies ! 
Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies ! 

Dry up your tears, ye saints, and tell 
How high our great Deliverer reigns ! 
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster Death in chains ! 
Say — " Live for ever, wondrous King ! 
Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
Then ask the monster — " Where 's thy sting? 
And where 's thy victory, boasting grave ?" 

Hymn 209. 7's. 

HARK the herald angels say, 
Christ the Lord is risen to-day ! 
Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
Let the glorious tidings fly. 

Love's redeeming work is done 
Fought the fight, the battle won ; 
Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er, 
Lo ! he sets in blood no more ! 

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
Christ has burst the gates of hell : 
Death in vain forbids his rise, 
Christ hath opened paradise ! 

Lives again our glorious King ! 
" Where, O death, is now thy sting ?" 
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402 HYMN 210, 211. 

Once he died our souls to save ; 
Where 's thy victory boasting grave ? 

5 What though once we perished all, 
Partners of our parent's fall, 
Second life we now receive, 

And in Christ for ever live. 

6 Hail I thou dear almighty Lord, 
Hail ! thou great incarnate Word, 
Hail ! thou suffering Son of God, 
Take the trophies, of thy blood* 

Hymn 210. 7's. 

O, the stone is rolled away , 
-" Death yields up his mighty prey : 
Jesus rising from the tomb, 
Scatters all its fearful gloom. 

2 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ! 
Praise him in the noblest songs, 
From ten thousand thousand tongues. 

3 Every note with rapture swell, 
And the Saviour's triumph tell : 
Where, O death I is now thy sting ? 
Where thy terrors, vanquished king ? 

4 Let Immanuel be adored, 
Ransom, Mediator, Lord ! 
To creation's utmost bound 
Let th' eternal praise resound. 

Hymn 211. 8's&7's. 

TESUS, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
** There for ever to abide ; 
All the heavenly host adore thee, 
Seated at thy Father's side. 



HYMN 212. 403 

2 There for sinners thou art pleading, 

There thou dost our place prepare ; 
Ever for us interceding, 
Till in glory we appear. 

3 Worship, honour, power, and blessing, 

Thou art worthy to receive : 
Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
Meet it is for us to give. 

4 Help, ye bright angelic spirits ! 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits, 
Help to chant ImmanuePs praise. 

Hymn 212. CM. 

NOW let our cheerful eyes survey 
Our great High Priest above ; 
And celebrate his constant care, 
And sympathetic love. 

2 Though raised to a superior throne, 

Where angels bow around, 
And high o'er all the shining train, 
With matchless honours crowned ; 

3 The names of all his saints he bears, 

Deep graven on his heart ; 
Nor shall the meanest Christian say, 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall fair abide 

Our everlasting trust, 
When gems, and monuments, and crowns, 
Are mouldered down to dust. 

5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast 

May thy dear name be worn ; 
A sacred ornament and guard, 
To endless ages borne. 



404 HYMN 213, 214. 

Hymn 213. C. M. 

FATHER of peace, and God of love, 
We own thy power to save ; 
That power, by which our Shepherd rose, 
Victorious o'er the grave. 

2 We triumph in that Shepherd's name, 

Still watchful for our good, 
Who brought th' eternal covenant down, 
And sealed it with his blood. 

3 So may thy Spirit seal my soul, 

And mould it to thy will ; 
That my fond heart no more may stray, 
But keep thy covenant still. 

4 Still may we gain superior strength, 

And press with vigour on, 
Till full perfection crown our hopes, 
And fix us near thy throne. 

Hymn 214. S. M. 

|^ OME, holy Spirit, come ; 
^ Let thy bright beams arise ; 
Dispel the darkness from our minds, 
And open thou our eyes. 

2 Revive our drooping faith ; 

Our doubts and fears remove ; 
And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never dying love. 

3 Convince us of our sin, 

Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
And to our wondering view reveal 
The gracious love of God. 

4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 

To sanctify the soul, 
To pour fresh life on every part, 
And new create the whole. 



HYMN 215, 216. 405 

5 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts ; 
Our minds from bondage free ; 
Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 
The Father, Son, and Thee. 

Hymn 215. L. M. 

COME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, 
And fit me to approach my God ; 
Remove each vain, each worldly thought, 
And lead me to thy blest abode. 

2 Hast thou imparted to my soul 

A living spark of holy fire ? 
Oh ! kindle now the sacred flame, 
Make me to burn with pure desire. 

3 A brighter faith and hope impart, 

And let me now my Saviour see : 
Oh ! soothe and cheer my burdened heart, 
And bid my spirit rest in thee. 

Hymn 216. CM. 

THE Spirit breathes upon the word, 
And brings the truth to sight ; 
Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light. 

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 

Majestic, like the sun ; 
It gives a light to every age, 
It gives, but borrows none. 

3 The hand that gave it, still supplies 

The gracious light and heat ; 
His truths upon the nations rise, 
They rise, but never set. 

4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 

For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 



406 HYMN 217, 218. 

5 My soul rejoices to pursue 
The steps of him I love, 
Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 

Hymn 217. S. M. 

GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound ! 
Harmonious to mine ear ! 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived the way 

To save rebellious man ; 
And all the steps that grace display, 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace first inscribed my name 

In God's eternal book ; 
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, 
Who all my sorrows took. 

4 Grace led my roving feet 

To tread the heavenly road ; 
And new supplies each hour I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

5 Grace taught my soul to pray, 

And made my eyes overflow ; 
'Twas grace that kept me to this day, 
And will not let me go. 

6 Grace all the work shall crown, 

Through everlasting days ; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 

Hymn 218. CM. 
f^ RE AT God! the nations of the earth 
^-* Are by creation thine ; 
And in thy works, by all beheld, 
Thy radiant glories shine. 



HYMN 219. 407 

2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent 

Thy gospel to mankind ; 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
Are treasured in thy mind. 

3 Lord ! when shall these glad tidings spread 

The spacious earth around, 
Till every tribe, and every soul, 
Shall hear the joyful sound ? 

4 O when shall Afric's sable sons 

Enjoy the heavenly word, 
And vassals, long enslaved, become 
The freemen of the Lord ? 

5 When shall th' untutored Indian tribes, 

A dark bewildered race, 
Sit down at our Immanuel's feet, 
And learn and feel his grace ? 

6 Smile, Lord, on each sincere attempt 

To spread the gospel's rays, 
And build on sin's demolished throne 
The temple of thy praise. 

Hymn 219. P.M. 

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow ; 
The gladly solemn sound, 
Let all the nations know, 

To earth's remotest bound ; 
The year of Jubilee is come ! 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Exalt the Son of God, 

The sin-atoning Lamb : 
Redemption by his blood 

To all the world proclaim : 
The year, &c. 

3 Ye who have sold for naught 

Your heritage above, 



408 HYMN 220, 221. 

Come take it back unbought, 

The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year, &c. 
4 The gospel trumpet sounds, 

Let all the nations hear, 
And earth's remotest bounds 

Before the throne appear : 
The year, &c. 

Hymn 220. P.M. 

O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, 
Look, my soul, be still, and gaze ; 
All the promises do travail 

With a glorious day of grace : 

Blessed Jubilee, 
Let thy glorious morning dawn. 

2 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, 

Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; 
And from eastern coast to western, 
May the morning chase the night ; 

And redemption, 
Freely purchased, win the day. 

3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; 

Win and conquer, never cease ; 
May thy lasting, wide dominions, 
Multiply, and still increase ! 

Sway thy sceptre, 
Saviour, all the world around. 

Hymn 221. L. M. 

ANOTHER six days' work is done, 
Another sabbath is begun ; 
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 

2 Othat our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
As grateful incense to the skies ; 



HYMN 222, 223. 409 

And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
Which none but he that feels it knows. 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast, 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties let the day, 

In holy pleasures, pass away ; 
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 

Hymn 222. L. M. 

RETURN, my roving heart, return, 
And chase these shadowy forms no more; 
Seek out some solitude to mourn, 
And thy forsaken God implore. 

2 O thou great God, whose piercing eye 
Distinctly marks each deep recess, 

In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
And with thy presence fill the place. 

3 Through all the windings of my heart, 
My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
And still its radiant beams impart, 
'Till all be searched and purified. 

4 Then, with the visits of thy love, 
Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; 
'Till every grace shall join to prove, 
That God hath fixed his dwelling there. 

Hymn 223. L. P. M. 

COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
To whom we for our children cry ; 
The good desired and wanted most, 
Out of thy richest grace supply ! 
The sacred discipline be given, 
To train and bring them up for heaven. 

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410 HYMN 224. 

2 Error and ignorance remove, 

Their blindness both of heart and mind: 
Give them the wisdom from above, 

Spotless, and peaceable, and kind ; 
In knowledge pure their minds renew, 
And store with thoughts divinely true. 

3 Father, accept them through thy Son, 

And ever by thy Spirit guide ! 
Thy wisdom in their lives be shown, 

Thy name confessed and glorified ; 
Thy power and love diffused abroad, 
Till all the earth be filled with God. 

Hymn 224. CM. 

SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 
With all-engaging charms ; 
Hark ! how he calls the tender lambs, 
And folds them in his arms. 

2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, 

" Nor scorn their humble name ; 
For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
The Lord of angels came." 

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear : 

Ye children, seek his face ; 
And fly with transports to receive 
The blessings of his grace. 

5 If orphans they are left behind, 

Thy guardian care we trust : 
That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, 
If weeping o'er their dust. 



HYMN 225, 226. 411 

Hymn 225. 8's, & 7's. 

COME, thou Fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise : 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
Praise the mount — O fix me on it, 
Mount of God's unchanging love. 

Here I raise my Ebenezer, 

Hither by thy help Pm come ; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home : 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed with precious blood. 

Oh ! to grace how great a debtor 

Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to thee ! 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 

Prone to leave the God I love ; 
Here 's my heart, Lord, take and seal it : 

Seal it from thy courts above. 

Hymn 226. CM. 

r r*HOU lovely Source of true delight, 
■*■ Whom I unseen adore ! 
Unveil thy beauties to my sight, 
That I may love thee more. 

Thy glory o'er creation shines ; 

But in thy sacred word 
I read in fairer, brighter lines, 

My bleeding, dying Lord. 



412 HYMN 227. 

3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 

And sins and sorrows rise, 
Thy love with cheerful beams of hop 
~My fainting heart supplies. 

4 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light, 

O come with blissful ray, 
Break radiant through the shades of night, 
And chase my fears away. 

5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 

The wonders of thy love ; 
But the full glories of thy face 
Are only known above. 

Hymn 227. CM. 

OH ! for a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame ; 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew~ 

When first I saw the Lord ? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus, and his word ? 

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 

How sweet their memory still ! 
But they have left an aching void, 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 

Sweet messenger of rest ! 
I hate the sins that made thee mourn. 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whatever that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from thy throne. 
And worship only thee. 



HYMN 228. 41 3r 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 

So purer light shall mark the road 

That leads me to the Lamb. 

Hymn 228. CM. 
XI7HEN all thy mercies, O my God, 

* * My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul 

Thy tender care bestowed, 
Before my infant heart conceived 
From whom those comforts flowed. 

3 When in the slippery paths of youth 

With heedless steps I ran ; 
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

4 When worn by sickness, oft hast thou 

With health renewed my face ; 
And when in sin and sorrows sunk, 
Revived my soul with grace. 

5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

6 Through every period of my life 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

7 Through all eternity to thee, 

A joyful song I'll raise : 
But O, eternity 's too short 
To utter all thy praise ! 
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414 HYMN 229, 2SO r 231. 

Hymn 229. C. M . 

IN every trouble, sharp and strong. 
My soul to Jesus flies * 
My anchor-hold is firm in him, 
When swelling billows rise. 

2 His comforts bear my spirits up, 

I trust a faithful God % 
The sure foundation of my hope 
Is in a Saviour's blood. 

3 Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul, 

To thy Redeemer's name ! 
In joy, in sorrow, life and death, 
His love is still the same. 

Hymn 230. CM. 

FATHER, whatever of earthly bliss 
Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : — 

2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 

From every murmur free ; 
The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And make me live to thee* 

3 " Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, 

My life and death attend ; 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end!" 

Hymn 231. C. M. 

OLORD, my best desires fulfil, 
And help me to resign 
Life, health, and comfort to thy will, 
And make thy pleasure mine. 
2 Why should I shrink at thy command, 
Whose love forbids mv fears ? 



HYMN 232. 415 

Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears ? 

3 No, rather let me freely yield 

What most I prize, to thee, 
Who never hast a good withheld, 
Or wilt withhold from me. 

4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way ; 

Shall I resist them both ? 
A poor blind creature of a day, 
And crushed before the moth ! 

5 But ah ! my inward spirit cries, 

Still bind me to thy sway ; 
Else the next cloud that veils my skies, 
Drives all these thoughts away. 

Hymn 232. P.M. 

LO ! He comes, with clouds descending, 
Once for favoured sinners slain ! 
Thousand thousand saints attending, 
Swell the triumph of his train : 

Hallelujah! 
Jesus comes, and comes to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold him, 

Robed in dreadful majesty ! 
Those who set at naught, and sold him, 
Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see ! 

3 Every island, sea, and mountain, 

Heaven and earth shall flee away ; 
All who hate him must, confounded, 
Hear the trump proclaim the day : 

" Come to judgment ! 
Come to judgment ! come away." 



416 HYMN 233, 234. 

4 JNow redemption, long expected, 

See, in solemn pomp appear ! 
All his saints by man rejected, 
Now shall meet him in the air. 

Hallelujah ! 
See the day of God appear. 

5 Mighty King ! let all adore thee, 

High on thine eternal throne ! 
Saviour, take the power and glory ; 
Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 

O come quickly, 
Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! 

Hymn 233. L. M. 
TTE comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe ; 
■*■-*- The seventh trumpet speaks him near ! 
The lightnings flash, the thunders roll, 
He 's welcome to the faithful soul. 

2 From heaven angelic voices sound, 
See the almighty Jesus crowned ! 
Girt with omnipotence and grace ; 
And glory decks the Saviour's face. 

3 Shout, all ye armies of the sky, 
And all ye saints of God most high ; 
Jesus, who now his right obtains, 
For ever, and for ever reigns. 

Hymn 234. S. M. 

BLEST be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in christian love ! 
The fellowship of kindred minds, 
Is like to that above. 
2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our ardent prayers : 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims ar one, 
Our comforts, and our cares. 



HYMN 235. --■ 417 

3 We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear, 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain ; 
But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 

And sin we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign, 
Through all eternity. 

Hymn 235. L. M. 

AND will the great, eternal God, 
On earth establish his abode ? 
And will he, from his radiant throne, 
Accept our temples for his own ? 

2 These walls we to thy honour raise ; 
Long may they echo with thy praise ; 
And thou, descending, fill the place 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 

3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
With all the graces of his train ; 
While power divine his word attends, 
To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 

4 And in the great decisive day, 
When God the nations shall survey, 
May it before the world appear, 
That crowds were born for glory here. 



418 HYMN 236,237. 

Hymn 236. P.M. 

THE Lord of earth and sky, 
The God of ages praise ! 
Who reigns enthroned on high, 

Ancient of endless days ; 
Who lengthens out our trial here, 
And spares us yet another year. 

2 Barren and withered trees, 

We cumbered long the ground ; 
No fruit of holiness 

On our dead souls was found : 
Yet doth he us in mercy spare, 
Another, and another year. 

3 When justice gave the word, 

To cut the fig-tree down, 
The pity of our Lord, 

Cried, " Let it still alone :" 
The Father mild inclines his ear, 
And spares us yet another year. 

Hymn 237. CM. 

f\ GOD of Bethel ! by whose hand 
*J Thy people still are fed : 
Who through this weary pilgrimage 
Hast all our fathers led ; 

2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present 

Before thy throne of grace : 
God of our fathers ! be the God 
Of their succeeding race. 

3 Through each perplexing path of life 

Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
Give us each day our daily bread, 
And raiment fit provide. 

4 O spread thy covering wings around, 

Till all our wanderings cease, 



HYMN 238, 239. 419 

And at our Father's loved abode 

Our souls arrive in peace. 
i Such blessings from thy gracious hand 

Our humble prayers implore ; 
And thou shalt be our chosen God, 

And portion evermore. 

Hymn 238. L. M. D. 

THE spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 
And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
Their great Original proclaim : 
Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, 
Does his Creator's power display, 
And publishes to every land, 
The work of an Almighty hand. 

Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
And, nightly to the listening earth, 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 
While all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
What though, in solemn silence, all 
Move round this dark terrestrial ball ? 
What though no real voice, nor sound, 
Amidst their radiant orbs be found ? 
In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice ; 
For ever singing, as they shine, 
" The hand that made us is divine." 

Hymn 239. L. M. 

OTHOU, to whose all-searching sight. 
The darkness shineth as the light ; 



420 HYMN 240. 

Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; 
O burst these bonds, and set it free ! 

2 If in this darksome wild I stray, 

Be thou my Light, be thou my Way ; 

No foes, nor violence I fear, 

Nor fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 

3 When rising floods my soul overflow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe ; 
Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 

And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

4 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee : 
O let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill ! 

5 If rough and thorny be the way, 
My strength proportion to my day ; 
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 

Hymn 240. C. M. 

PERMIT me, Lord, to seek thy face, 
Obedient to thy call ; 
To seek the presence of thy grace, 
My strength, my life, my all. 

2 All I can wish, is thine to give 

My God, I ask thy love, 
That greatest bliss I can receive. 
That bliss of heaven above. 

3 To heaven my restless heart aspires ; 

O for a quickening ray, 
To wake and warm my faint desires, 
And cheer the tiresome way ! 

4 The path to thy divine abode, 

Through a wild desert lies ; 



HYMN 241. 421 

A thousand snares beset the road, 
A thousand terrors rise. 

5 Satan and sin unite their art 

To keep me from my Lord ; 
Dear Saviour, guard my trembling heart, 
And guide me by thy word. 

6 My guardian, my almighty friend, 

On thee my soul would rest ; 
On thee alone my hopes depend, 
Be near, and I am blest, 

Hymn 241. CM. 

WHEN rising from the bed of deatlij 
Overwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
I see my Maker face to face, 
O how shall I appear ! 

2 If yet while pardon may be found, 

And mercy may be sought, 
My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought ; 

3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed, 

In majesty severe, 
And sit in judgment on my soul, 
O how shall I appear ! 

4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, 

Who does her sins lament, 
The timely tribute of her tears 
Shall endless woe prevent. 

5 Then see the sorrows of my heart. 

Ere yet it be too late ; 
And hear my Saviour's dying groans*. 
To give these sorrows weight. 

6 For never shall my soul despair 

Her pardon to procure, 
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422 HYMN 242, 243. 

Who knows thine only Son has died, 
To make her pardon sure. 
Hymn 242. CM. 

OTHOU, my light, my life, my joy, 
My glory, and my all ; 
Unsent by thee, no good can come, 
Nor evil can befall. 

2 Such are thy schemes of providence, 

And methods of thy grace, 

That I may safely trust in thee, 

Through all the wilderness. 

3 'Tis thine outstretched and powerful arm 

Upholds me in the way ; 
And thy rich bounty well supplies 
The wants of every day. 

4 For such compassions, O my God ! 

Ten thousand thanks are due ; 
For such compassions, I esteem 
Ten thousand thanks too few. 

Hymn 243. L. M. 

JESUS, my Saviour, let me be 
More perfectly conformed to thee ; 
Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, 
And form my temper like thine own. 

2 My foe, when hungry, let me feed, 
Share in his grief, supply his need ; 
The haughty frown may I not fear, 
But with a lowly meekness bear. 

3 Let the envenomed heart and tongue, 
The hand outstretched to do me wrong, 
Excite no feelings in my breast, 

But such as Jesus once expressed. 

4 To others let me always give, 
What I from others would receive ; 



HYMN 244, 245. 423 

Good deeds for evil ones return, 
Nor, when provoked, with anger burn. 
This will proclaim how bright and fair 
The precepts of the gospel are ; 
And God himself, the God of love, 
His own resemblance will approve. 

Hymn 244. L. M. 

COME, Saviour Jesus, from above ! 
Assist me with thy heavenly grace : 
Empty my heart of earthly love, 

And for thyself prepare the place. 
O let thy sacred presence fill, 

And set my longing spirit free, 
Which pants to have no other will, 

But day and night to feast on thee ! 
That path with humble speed I'll seek, 

In which my Saviour's footsteps shine ; 
Nor will I hear, nor will I speak 

Of any other love but thine. 
Henceforth, may no profane delight 

Divide this consecrated soul; 
Possess it thou, who hast the right, 

As Lord and Master of the whole. 
Nothing on earth do I desire, 

But thy pure love within my breast ; 
This, only this, will I require, 

And freely give up all the rest. 

Hymn 245. L. M. 

BESET with snares on every hand, 
In life's uncertain path I stand ; 
Saviour divine, diffuse thy light, 
To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 
Engage this roving treacherous heart, 
To fix on Mary's better part ; 



424 HYMN 246,247. 

To scorn the trifles of a day, 
For joys that none can take away. 

3 Then let the wildest storms arise, 
Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; 
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 

But all my treasures with me bear. 

4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, 
Cheerful I live, and joyful die : 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee, 
To find immortal bliss in thee. 

Hymn 246. L. M. 

THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord ! we love ; 
But there 's a nobler rest above ; 
To that our longing souls aspire 
With ardent love and strong desire. 

2 In thy blest kingdom we shall be 
From every mortal trouble free ; 

No groans shall mingle with the songs 
Which warble from immortal tongues. 

3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
No cares to break the long repose, 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 O long expected day, begin ! 
Dawn on this world of woe and sin : 
Fain would we leave this weary road, 
To sleep in death, and rest in God. 

Hymn 247. L. M. 

COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above : 
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ; 
O'er every thought and step preside. 

2 The light of truth to us display, 

And make us know and choose thy way : 



HYMN 248, 249. 425 

Plant holy fear in every heart, 
That we from God may not depart. 
Lead us to holiness, — the road 
That we must take to dwell with God,* 
Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
Nor let us from his precepts stray. 
Lead us to God, our final rest, 
In his enjoyment to be blest ; 
Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
Where pleasure in perfection is. 
Hymn 248. L. M. 

HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! 
When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
How mildiy beam the closing eyes, 

How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 

So fades a summer cloud away, 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, 
So gently shuts the eye of day, 

So dies a wave along the shore. 
A holy quiet reigns around, 

A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 

Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 

Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! 
How bright the unchanging morn appears j 

Farewell, inconstant world, farewell! 
Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 

Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
While heaven and earth combine to say, 

" How blest the righteous when he dies !" 

Hymn 249. L. M. 

OTHOU before whose gracious throne, 
We bow our suppliant spirits down, 
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426 HYMN 250. 

View the sad breast, the streaming eye, 
And let our sorrows pierce the sky. 

2 Thou knowest the anxious cares we feel, 
And all our trembling lips would tell ; 
Thou only canst assuage our grief, 
And give our aching hearts relief. 

3 With power benign thy servant spare, 
Nor turn aside thy people's prayer ; 
Avert thy swift-descending stroke, 
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 

4 Restore him sinking to the grave, 
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save ; 
Back to our hopes and wishes give, 

And bid our friend and father live. 

5 Bound to each soul by tenderest ties, 
In every breast his image lies ; 
Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, 

Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 

6 Yet if our supplications fail, 

And prayers and tears can naught avail, 
Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 
And guide him safe to endless day. 

Hymn 250. CM. 

NOW let our mourning hearts revive, 
And all our tears be dry ; 
Why should those eyes be drowned in grief, 
Which view a Saviour nigh ? 

2 What, though the arm of conquering death, 

Does God's own house invade ? 
What, though the prophet and the priest, 
Be numbered with the dead ? 

3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 

The aged, and the young, 



HYMN 251. 427 

The watchful eye, in darkness closed, 
And mute the instructive tongue. 

Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 

New comfort to impart ; 
His eye still guides us, and his voice 

Still animates our heart. 

" Lo, I am with you !" saith the Lord ; 

" My church shall safe abide : 
For I will ne'er forsake my own, 

Whose souls in me confide." 

Through every scene of life and death, 

This promise is our trust ; 
And this shall be our children's song, 

When we are cold in dust. 

Hymn 251- L. M. 

AFFLICTED saint ! to Christ draw near, 
Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear : 
His faithful word declares to thee, 
That " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 

Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ; 
And if the conflict should be long, 
Thy Lord will make the tempter flee ; 
For " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 

Should persecution rage and flame, 
Still trust in thy Redeemer's name : 
In fiery trials thou shalt see, 
That " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 

When called by him to bear the cross, 

Reproach, affliction, pain, or loss, 

Or deep distress, and poverty ; 

Still " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 

When death at length appears in view, 
Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue ; 



428 HYMN 252, 253. 

He comes to set thy spirit free ; 

And " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 

Hymn 252. L. M. 

f\H ! for a glance of heavenly day, 
^J To take this stubborn stone away ; 
And^thaw with beams of love divine, 
This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 

2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; 
The sea can roar ; the mountains shake ; 
Of feeling all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
Dear Lord, an adamant would melt ; 
But I can read each moving line, 
And nothing move this heart of mine. 

4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, 
(Amazing thought !) which devils fear : 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine, 
To stir this stupid heart of mine. 

5 But power divine can do the deed, 
And much to feel that power I need ; 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
And move and melt this heart of mine. 

Hymn 253. C. M. 

SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 
'Tis Mercy speaks to-day ; 
He calls you by his sovereign word, 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 

You live devoid of peace j 
A thousand stings within your breast, 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; 

Why will you persevere ? 



HYMN 254. 429 

Can you in endless torments dwell, 
Shut up in black despair ? 

4 Why will you in the crooked ways 

Of sin and folly go ? 
In pain you travel all your days, 
To reap immortal woe ! 

5 But he that turns to God shall live 

Through his abounding grace: 
His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 

Renouncing every sin : 
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 

7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; 

He pardons like a God ; 
He will forgive your numerous faults, 
Through a Redeemer's blood. 

Hymn 254. CM. 

YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears, 
Be mercy all your theme ; 
Mercy, which like a river flows, 
In one perpetual stream. 

2 " Fear not" the powers of earth and hell ; 

God will those powers restrain ; 
His arm shall all their rage repel, 
And make their efforts vain. 

3 " Fear not" the want of outward good ; 

For his he will provide ; 
Grant them supplies of daily food, 
And give them heaven beside. 

4 " Fear not" that he will e'er forsake, 

Or leave his work undone ; 



430 HYMN 255, 256. 

He 's faithful to his promises, 
And faithful to his Son. 

5 " Fear not" the terrors of the grave, 
Or death's tremendous sting ; 
He will from endless wrath preserve, 
To endless glory bring. 

Hymn 255. L. M. 

1^ OD, in the gospel of his Son, 
^* Makes his eternal counsels known : 
Where love in all its glory shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Here sinners, of an humble frame, 

May taste his grace, and learn his name ; 
May read, in characters of blood, 
The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 

3 The prisoner here may break his chains ; 
The weary rest from all his pains ; 

The captive feel his bondage cease ; 
The mourner find the way of peace. 

4 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes 
A brighter world beyond the skies : 

Here shines the light which guides our way 
From earth to realms of endless day. 

5 O ! grant us grace, almighty Lord ! 
To read, and mark, thy holy word ; 
Its truths with meekness to receive, 
And by its holy precepts live. 

Hymn 256. L. M. 

"V^tTHAT various lovely characters, 

* ▼ The condescending Saviour bears ! 
All human virtues, all divine, 
In him unite, with splendour shine. 



HYMN 257. 431 

2 The Corner-stone on which we build, 
The Balm by which our souls are healed 
The Morning Star, whose cheering ray, 
Dispels the shades, and brings the day. 

3 He is our Rock, and our Defence, 

Nor earth, nor hell, can force us thence*. 

Our Advocate before the throne, 

Who with our prayers presents his own. 

4 He is the burdened sinner's Rest, 
Our Prophet, and atoning Priest ; 
To him as our exalted King, 

We homage pay, our offering bring. 

5 He is our Captain and our Guide, 
The Friend, the Husband of the bride ; 
The Counsellor, the Prince of Peace, 
The Lord our strength and righteousness ; 

6 The Fountain whence our blessings flow, 
A Lamb, and yet a Lion too ; 

The Sun for light and guidance given, 
The Door which opens into heaven. 

7 He is the Shepherd of the sheep, 
Who does his flock in safety keep ; 
The Conqueror he, the Judge of men, 
The Faithful Witness, the Amen ! 

Hymn 257. CM. 

FATHER of mercies, in thy word, 
What endless glory shines! 
For ever be thy name adored, 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
Exhaustless riches find; 
Riches, above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 



432 HYMN 258. 

3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice, 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

4 O may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light ! 

5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 

Be thou for ever near ! 
Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
And view my Saviour there. 

Hymn 258. S. M. 

TOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
Down from the willows take ; 
Loud to the praise of love divine, 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home, 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will, to the end, 

Stronger and brighter shine ; 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the love divine. 

4 When we in darkness walk, 

Nor feel the heavenly flame, 
Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon his name. 

5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 

Subside, at his control : 
His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 



HYMN 259, 260. 433 

6 Blest is the man, O God, 

That stays himself on thee ! 
Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
Shall thy salvation see. 

Hymn 259. C. M. 

BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 
The gift of saving grace ; 
And let the seed of sacred truth 
Fall in a fruitful place. 

2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, 

Of pure and heavenly root : 

But fairest in the youngest shows, 

And yields the sweetest fruit. 

3 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes 

The voice of sovereign love ! 
Your youth is stained with many crimes, 
But mercy reigns above. 

4 True, you are young, but there 's a stone 

Within the youngest breast ; 
Or half the crimes which you have done 
Would rob you of your rest. 

5 For you the public prayer is made, 

Oh ! join the public prayer ! 
For you the secret tear is shed, 
O shed yourselves a tear ! 

6 We pray that you may early prove 

The Spirit's power to teach ; 
You cannot be too young to love 
That Jesus whom we preach. 
Hymn 260. C. M. 

YE hearts, with youthful vigour warm, 
In smiling crowds draw near, 
And turn from every mortal charm, 
A Saviour's voice to hear. 
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434 HYMN 261. 

2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 

Stoops to converse with you ; 
And lays his radiant glories by, 
Your friendship to pursue. 

3 " The soul, that longs to see my face, 

Is sure my love to gain ; 
And those that early seek my grace, 
Shall never seek in vain." 

4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, 

If once compared with thee ? 
What beauty should command my love, 
Like what in Christ I see? 

5 Away, ye false delusive toys, 

Vain tempters of the mind ! 
'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, 
And here true bliss I find. 

Hymn 261. CM. 

FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love ! 
How rich thy bounties are ! 
The rolling seasons, as they move, 
Proclaim thy constant care. 

2 When in the bosom of the earth 

The sower hid the grain, 
Thy goodness marked its secret birth, 
And sent the early rain. 

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine; 

The plants in beauty grew ; 
Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, 
And mild, refreshing dew. 

4 These various mercies from above, 

Matured the swelling grain ; 
A kindly harvest crowns thy love, 
And plenty fills the plain. 



HYMN 262, 263. 435 

5 We own and bless thy gracious sw r ay, 
Thy hand all nature hails ; 
Seed-time, nor harvest, night nor day, 
Summer nor winter, fails. 

Hymn 262. S. M. 

LET party names no more 
The Christian world overspread : 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
Are one in Christ, their Head. 

2 Among the saints on earth, 

Let mutual love be found : 
Heirs of the same inheritance, 
With mutual blessings crowned. 

3 Let envy and ill-will, 

Be banished far away ; 
And all in Christian bonds unite, 
Who the same Lord obey. 

4 Thus will the church below 

Resemble that above ; 
Where no discordant sounds are heard, 
But all is peace and love. 

Hymn 263. C. M. 

THIS is the day the Lord hath made, 
Let young and old rejoice : 
To him be vows and homage paid, 
Whose service is our choice. 

2 This is the temple of the Lord ; 

How dreadful is this place ! 
With meekness let us hear his word, 
With reverence seek his face. 

3 This is the homage he requires, — 

The voice of praise and prayer, 
The soul's affections, hopes, desires, 
Ourselves, and all we are. 



436 HYMN 264, 265. 

4 While rich and poor for mercy call, 

Propitious from the skies, 
The Lord, the maker of them all, 
Accepts the sacrifice. 

5 Well pleased, through Jesus Christ his Son* 

From sin he grants release ; 
According to their faith 'tis done, 
He bids them go in peace. 

Hymn 264. CM. 
V^THILE through this changing world we 
™ * roam, 
From infancy to age, 
Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home. 
His rest at every stage. 

2 Thither his raptured thought ascends, 

Eternal joys to share ; 
There his adoring spirit bends, 
While here he kneels in prayer. 

3 From earth his freed affections rise, 

To fix on things above, 
Where all his hope of glory lies, 
And where is perfect love. 

4 Ah ! there may we our treasure place, 

There let our hearts be found ; 
That still, where sin abounded, grace 
May more and more abound. 

5 Henceforth our conversation be 

With Christ before the throne : 
Ere long we eye to eye shall see, 
And know as we are known. 

Hymn 265. L. M. 
SPIRIT of the living God ! 
In all thy plenitude of grace. 



HYMN 266. 437 

Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Be darkness, at thy coming, light, 
Confusion, order, in thy path ; 

Souls without strength inspire with might ; 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

3 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh, 
The triumphs of the cross record ; 
The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call him Lord. 

4 God from eternity hath willed, 
All flesh shall his salvation see ; 
So be the Father's love fulfilled, 

The Saviour's sufferings crowned through 
thee. 

Hymn 266. CM. 

DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 
Exalt thy fallen head ; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust, 
He calls thee from the dead. 

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 

Thy beautiful array ; 
The day of freedom dawns at length, 
The Lord's appointed day. 

3 They come, they come : — thine exiled bands, 

Where'er they rest or roam, 
Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 

4 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 

And God his works destroy, 
With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 
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438 HYMN 267, 268. 

Hymn 267. CM. 
^r'HE Lord, how fearful is his name ! 
-*- How wide is his command ! 
Nature, with all her moving frame, 
Rests on his mighty hand ! 

2 Immortal glory forms his throne, 

And light his awful robe: 
Whilst with a smile, or with a frown, 
He manages the globe. 

3 A word of his almighty breath 

Can swell or sink the seas ; 
Build the vast empires of the earth, 
Or break them, as he please ! 

4 Adoring angels round him fall, 

In all their shining forms ; 
His sovereign eye looks through them all, 
And pities mortal worms. 

5 His bowels to our worthless race, 

In sweet compassion move ; 
He clothes his looks with softest grace, 
And takes his title, Love ! 

Hymn 268. L. M. 

AH wretched souls, who strive in vain, 
Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin ! 
A nobler toil may I sustain ; 
A nobler satisfaction win. 

2 May I resolve with all my heart, 
With all my powers to serve the Lord ; 
Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
Whose service is a rich reward. 

3 Oh be his service all my joy ! 
Around let my example shine. 



HYMN 269. 439 

'Till others love the blest employ, 
And join in labours so divine. 

4 Be this the purpose of my soul, 
My solemn, my determined choice, 
To yield to his supreme control, 
And in his kind commands rejoice. 

5 Oh, may I never faint nor tire, 

Nor wandering leave his sacred ways : 
Great God, accept my soul's desire, 
And give me strength to live thy praise. 

Hymn 269. L. M. 

DO flesh and nature dread to die, 
And timorous thoughts our minds 
enslave ? 
Yet grace can raise our hopes on high, 
And quell the terrors of the grave ! 

2 What ! shall we run to gain the crown, 

Yet grieve to think the goal so near ? 
Afraid to have our labours done, 
And finish this important war ? 

3 Do we not dwell in clouds below, 

And little know the God we love 1 
Why should we like this twilight so, 
When 'tis all noon in worlds above ? 

4 There shall we see him face to face ! 

There shall we know the great Unknown ! 
And Jesus, with his glorious grace, 
Shines in full light amid the throne ! 

5 No more shall pride or passion rise, 

Or envy fret, or malice roar ! 
Or sorrow mourn with downcast eyes ! 
And sin defile our souls no more ! 

6 O! for a visit from my God, 

To drive my fears of death away, 



440 HYMN 270, 271. 

And help me through this darksome road, 
To realms of everlasting day ? 

Hymn 270. CM. 

AM I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name ? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies, 

On flowery beds of ease ? 
While others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas ! 

3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this dark world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 

Increase my courage, Lord ! 
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war, 

Shall conquer though they die ; 
They see the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 
G When that illustrious day shall rise, 
And all thine armies shine, 
In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine ! 

Hymn 271. 7's. 

WHILE with ceaseless course the Sun 
Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 
Never more to meet us here : 
Fixed in their eternal state, 
They have done with all below ! 



HYMN 272. 441 

We a little longer wait, 

But how little none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies 
Speedily the mark to find 

As the lightning from the skies 
Darts and leaves no trace behind : 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive, 
Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us henceforth how to live, 
With Eternity in view. 

Bless thy word to young and old, 
Fill us with a Saviour's love; 
And when life's short tale is told, 
May we dwell with thee above. 

Hymn 272. C. M. 

A ND is this life prolonged to me ? 
-^*- Are days and seasons given ? 
Shall I not then prepare to be 
A fitter heir for heaven ? 

2 I will not let these moments pass, 

These golden hours be gone : 
Lord, I accept thine offered grace, 
I bow before thy throne. 

3 Now cleanse my soul from every sin, 

Through my Redeemer's blood : 
Now let my flesh and heart begin 
The honours of my God. 

1 Let me no more my soul defile 
With sin's deceitful toys ; 



442 HYMN 273. 

Let cheerful hope, increasing still, 
Approach to heavenly joys. 

5 O may my thankful lips proclaim 

The wonders of thy praise, 
And spread the savour of thy name, 
Where'er I spend my days. 

6 On earth let my example shine ; 

And when I leave this state, 
May heaven receive this soul of mine 
To bliss divinely great. 

Hymn 273. L. M. 

ETERNAL source of every joy ! 
Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
While in thy temple we appear, 
To hail thee, Sovereign of the year. 

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 

Thy hand supports and guides the whole ! 
The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
And darkness when to veil the skies. 

3 The flowery spring at thy command, 
Perfumes the air, adorns the land ; 
The summer rays with vigour shine, 
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 

4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours, 
Through all our coasts, redundant stores : 
iVnd winters, softened by thy care, 

No more the face of horror wear. 

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 

And be the grateful homage paid, 
With morning light and evening shade. 

6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes, 



HYMN 274. 443 

Till to those lofty heights we soar, 
Where days and years revolve no more. 

Hymn 274. C. M. 

OLORD, our languid souls inspire, 
For here, we trust, thou art ! 
Kindle a flame of heavenly fire, 
In every waiting heart. 

2 Dear Shepherd of thy people, hear ; 

Thy presence now display ; 
As thou hast given a place for prayer, 
So give us hearts to pray. 

3 Show us some token of thy love, 

Our fainting hope to raise ; 
And pour thy blessing from above, 
That we may render praise. 

4 Within these walls let holy peace, 

And love, and concord, dwell ; 
Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
The wounded spirit heal. 

5 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 

The humbled mind bestow ; 

And shine upon us from on high, 

To make our graces grow ! 

6 May we in faith receive thy word, 

In faith present our prayers ; 
And, in the presence of our Lord, 
Unbosom all our cares. 

7 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 

Enforced by mighty grace, 

Awaken many sinners round, 

To come and fill the place. 



444 HYMN 275, 276. 

Hymn 275. CM. 

THIS is the feast of heavenly wine, 
And God invites to sup : 
The juices of the living vine 
Were prest, to fill the cup. 

2 Oh bless the Saviour, ye that eat, 

With royal dainties fed ; 
Not heaven affords a costlier treat, 
For Jesus is the bread. 

3 The vile, the lost, he calls to them, 

Ye trembling souls, appear ! 
The righteous in their own esteem 
Have no acceptance here. 

4 Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse 

The banquet spread for you : 
Dear Saviour, this is welcome news, 
Then I may venture too. 

5 If guilt and sin afford a plea, 

And may obtain a place, 
Surely the Lord will welcome me, 
And I shall see his face. 

Hymn 276. L. M. 
"\^HAT various hindrances we meet 

* * In coming to a mercy seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there ? 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
Gives exercise to faith and love, 

Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer makes the christian's armour bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 



HYMN 277. 445 

4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
Success was found on Israel's side ; 

But when, through weariness, they failed, 
That moment Amalek prevailed. 

5 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear, 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
To heaven in supplication sent, 

Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
" Hear what the Lord has done for me." 

Hymn 277. L. M. 

GREAT God ! let all my tuneful powers 
Awake, and sing thy mighty name : 
Thy hand revolves my circling hours, 
Thy hand from which my being came. 

2 Seasons and moons still rolling round, 

In beauteous order, speak thy praise ; 
And years, with smiling mercy crowned, 
To thee successive honours raise. 

3 To thee I raise the annual song, 

To thee the grateful tribute give ; 
My God doth still my years prolong, 
And 'midst unnumbered deaths, I live. 

4 He bids each season on my soul 

Its sweetest, kindest influence shed; 
And all the periods, as they roll, 

Shower countless blessings on my head. 

5 My life, my health, my friends, I owe 

All to thy vast, unbounded love ; 
Ten thousand precious gifts below, 
And hope of nobler joys above. 
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446 HYMN 278, 279. 

6 Thus will I sing, till nature cease, 

Till sense and language are no more, 
And, after death, thy boundless grace, 
Through everlasting years, adore. 

Hymn 278. L. M. 
"V^THERE high the heavenly temple stands, 
* * The house of God not made with hands, 
A great high priest our nature wears, 
The patron of mankind appears. 

2 He, who for men in mercy stood, 

And poured on earth his precious blood, 
Pursues in heaven his plan of grace, 
The guardian of the human race. 

3 Though now ascended up on high, 
He bends on earth a brother's eye ; 
Partaker of the human name, 

He knows the frailty of our frame. 

4 Our fellow-sufferer yet retains 
A fellow feeling of our pains ; 
And still remembers in the skies, 
His tears, and agonies, and cries. 

5 In every pang that rends the heart, 
The man of sorrows had a part ; 
He sympathizes in our grief, 

And to the sufferer sends relief. 

6 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known ; 
And ask the aids of heavenly power, 
To help us in the evil hour ! 

Hymn 279. CM. 

f^i OD of our life ! thy various praise 
^-* Let mortal voices sound ; 
Thy hand revolves our fleeting days, 
And brings the seasons round. 



HYMN 280. 447 

2 To thee, shall annual incense rise, 

Our Father and our Friend ; 
While annual mercies from the skies 
In genial streams descend. 

3 In every scene of life, thy care, 

In every age, we see ; 
And constant as thy favours are, 
So let our praises be. 

4 Still may thy love, in every scene, 

To every age appear ; 
And let the same compassion deign 
To bless the opening year. 

5 O keep this foolish heart of mine 

From anxious passions free, 
Teach me each comfort to resign, 
And trust my all to thee. 

6 If mercy smile, let mercy bring 

My wandering soul to God ; 
And in affliction I shall sing, 
If thou wilt bless the rod. 

Hymn 280. L. M. 

]ORD, what is man, that he should prove 
-^ The object of thy boundless love ! 
Say, why should he so largely share 
Thy favour, and thy tender care ? 

2 While these my lips draw vital breath, 
Or till I close my eyes in death, 

I'll ne'er forget thy wondrous love, 
Nor thoughtless of thy kindness prove. 

3 Beneath thy shadowing wings' defence 
I'll place my only confidence : 

In every danger and distress, 
To thee will I my prayer address. 



448 HYMN 281,282. 

4 Should all my hopes on earth be lost, 
In thee I'll make my constant boast : 
I'll spread the glories of thy name, 
And thy unbounded love proclaim. 

Hymn 281. C. M. 

~VI7HEN blooming youth is snatched away 

T * By death's resistless hand, 
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
Which pity must demand. 

2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 

O may this truth, imprest 
With awful power — I too must die — 
Sink deep in every breast. 

3 Let this vain world delude no more ; 

Behold the gaping tomb ; 
It bids us seize the present hour ; 
To-morrow death may come. 

4 The voice of this alarming scene, 

Let every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
Which calls to watch and pray. 
Hymn 282. CM. 

OPPREST with fear, opprest with grief, 
To God I breathed my cry : 
His mercy brought divine relief, 
And wiped my tearful eye. 

2 His mercy chased the shades of death, 

And snatched me from the grave : 
O may his praise employ that breath 
Which mercy deigns to save ! 

3 Come, O ye saints ! your voices raise 

To God in grateful songs ; 
And let the memory of his grace 
Inspire your hearts and tongues. 



HYMN 283. 449 

Her deepest gloom when sorrow spreads, 

And light and hope depart ; 
His smile celestial morning sheds, 

And joy revives the heart. 

Then let my utmost glory be 

To raise thy honours high ; 
Nor let my gratitude to thee 

In guilty silence die. 

To thee, my gracious God ! I raise 

My thankful heart and tongue ; 
O be thy goodness and thy praise 

My everlasting song ! 

Hymn 283. L. M. 

AND is the gospel peace and love ? 
So let our conversation be ; 
The serpent blended with the dove, 
Wisdom and meek simplicity. 

Whene'er the angry passions rise, 

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, 
On Jesus let us fix our eyes, 

Bright pattern of the Christian life ! 

O how benevolent and kind ! 

How mild ! how ready to forgive ! 
Be his the temper of our mind, 

And his the rule by which we live. 

To do his heavenly Father's will, 
Was his employment and delight ; 

Humility and holy zeal, 

Shone through his life divinely bright. 

Dispensing good where'er he came, 
The labours of his life were love : 

If then we love our Saviour's name, 
Let his divine example move. 
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450 HYMN 284, 285. 

6 But ah, how blind! how weak we are! 
How frail ! how apt to turn aside I 
Lord, we depend upon thy care, 
And ask thy Spirit for our guide ! 
Hymn 284. CM. 

JESUS, I love thy charming name ; 
'Tis music to mine ear ; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
That earth and heaven should hear. 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 

My joy, my hope, my trust ; 
Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 All my capacious powers can wish, 

In thee most richly meet ; 
Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 

And sheds its fragrance there ; 
The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

5 I'll speak the honours of thy name 

With my last labouring breath ; 
Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, 
The antidote of death. 

Hymn 285. L. M. 

BRIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze, 
Vast as the blessings he conveys, 
Wide as his reign from pole to pole, 
And permanent as his control : 

2 So, Jesus, let thy kingdom come ; 
Then sin and hell's terrific gloom 
Shall, at his brightness, flee away, 
The dawn of an eternal day. 



HYMN 286. 451 

3 Then shall the heathen, filled with awe, 
Learn the blest knowledge of thy law, 
And Antichrist, on every shore, 

Fall from his throne, to rise no more. 

4 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet, 
In pure devotion, at thy feet : 

And earth shall yield thee, as thy due, 
Her fulness, and her glory too. 

5 O ! that from Zion now might shine 
This heavenly light, this truth divine ! 
Till the whole universe shall be 

But one great temple, Lord, for thee. 

Hymn 286. CM. 

I SING th' almighty power of God, 
That made the mountains rise, 
That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
And built the lofty skies ! 

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained 

The sun to rule the day ; 
The moon shines full at his command, 
And all the stars obey. 

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 

That filled the earth with food ; 
He formed the creatures with his word, 
And then pronounced them good. 

4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, 

Where'er I turn mine eye ! 
If I survey the ground I tread, 
Or gaze upon the sky ! 

5 There 's not a plant or flower below, 

But makes thy glories known ; 
And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
By order from thy throne. 



452 HYMN 287, 288. 

6 Creatures (as numerous as they be) 
Are subject to thy care ; 
There 's not a place where we can flee 
But God is present there. 

Hymn 287. L. M. 

OHOW I love thy holy word, 
Thy gracious covenant, O Lord I 
It guides me in the peaceful way, 
I think upon it all the day. 

2 What are the mines of shining wealth, 
The strength of youth, the bloom of health ; 
What are all joys compared with those 
Thine everlasting word bestows ! 

3 Long unafflicted, undismayed, 

In pleasure's path secure I strayed ; 
Thou mad'st me feel thy chastening rod, 
And straight I turned unto my God. 

4 What though it pierced my fainting heart ? 
I bless thine hand that caused the smart ; 
It taught my tears awhile to flow, 

But saved me from eternal woe. 

5 Oh ! hadst thou left me unchastised, 
Thy precepts I had still despised ; 
And still the snare in secret laid, 
Had my unwary feet betrayed. 

6 I love thee, therefore, O my God ! 
And breathe towards thv dear abode ; 
Where in thy presence, fully blest, 
Thy chosen saints for ever rest. 

Hymn 288. L. M. 

WHEN darkness long has veiled my mind, 
And smiling day once more appears, 
Then, my Redeemer, then I find, 
The folly of my doubts and fears. 



HYMN 289. 453 

2 Straight I upbraid my wandering heart, 

And blush that I should ever be 
Thus prone to act so base a part, 
Or harbour one hard thought of thee. 

3 Oh ! let me then at length be taught, 

What I am still so slow to learn, 

That God is love, and changes not, 

Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 

4 Sweet truth ! and easy to repeat, 

But when my faith is sharply tried, 
I find myself a learner yet, 

Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 

5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee, 

Subdues the disobedient will, 
Drives doubt and discontent away, 
And thy rebellious worm is still. 

6 Thou art as ready to forgive, 

As I am ready to repine ; 
Thou, therefore, all the praise receive, 
Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. 

Hymn 289. L. M. 

BEFORE the great Jehovah's bar, 
Soon must assembled worlds appear, 
And every deed, and word, and thought, 
Shall into judgment then be brought. 

2 Then all shall hear their righteous doom, 
Of wrath or endless joys to come ; 

And each receive his just reward, 
Of bliss, or vengeance, from the Lord. 

3 Dear Lord, it was thy highest joy, 
To save where sin did once destroy ; 
While thundering vengeance rolls above, 
We trust in thy redeeming love. 






454 HYMN 290, 291. 

4 Hail ! God of unexampled grace ■ 

All heaven shall sound thine endless praise : 

High glories to the dying Lamb, 

Who death by his own death overcame : 

Hallelujah ! worthy the Lamb ! 

Praise the Lord ! Amen ! 



Hymn 290. C. M. 

HOW precious is the book divine, 
By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine. 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 

In this dark vale of tears ; 
Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 

Of life, shall guide our way, 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 

Hymn 291. CM. 

AND will the Lord thus condescend 
To visit sinful worms ? 
Thus at the door shall mercy stand, 
In all her winning forms ? 

2 Surprising grace ! — and shall my heart 

Unmoved and cold remain ? 
Has this hard rock no tender part ? 
Must mercy plead in vain ? 

3 Shall Jesus for admission sue, 

His charming voice unheard? 
And this vile heart, his rightful due 
Remain for ever barred ? 



HYMN 292. 455 

4 'Tis sin, alas, with tyrant power, 

The lodging has possest ; 
And crowds of traitors bar the door 
Against the heavenly guest. 

5 Ye dangerous inmates ! hence depart ; 

Dear Saviour ! enter in, 
And guard the passage to my heart, 
And keep out every sin. 

Hymn 292. L. M. 

SURE the blest comforter is nigh, 
'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
Else would my hope for ever die, 
And every cheering ray depart. 

2 When some kind promise glads my soul, 
Do I not find his healing voice, 

The tempest of my fears control, 
And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 

3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
With ardent wish my heart aspires ; 
Can it be less than power divine, 
Which animates these strong desires ? 

4 What less than thine almighty word, 
Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 
And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
My life, my treasure, and my trust ? 

5 And when my cheerful hope can say 
I love my God, and taste his grace, 
Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, 

Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 

6 Let thy kind spirit in my heart, 
For ever dwell, O God of love, 

And light, and heavenly peace impart, 
Sweet earnest of the joys above* 



456 HYMN 293, 294, 295. 

Hymn 293. CM. 
{TJRANT, Lord, I may delight in thee, 
*-* And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in every trouble flee, 
My best, my only Friend. 

2 No good in creatures can be found, 

But all is found in thee ; 
I must be blessed and abound, 
While thou art God to me. 

3 O that I had a stronger faith, 

To look within the veil, 
To credit what my Saviour saith, 
Whose words can never fail ! 

4 O Lord, I cast my care on thee, 

I triumph and adore; 
Henceforth my great concern shall be, 
To love and please thee more. 

Hymn 294. L. M. 

THE God of my salvation lives ; 
My nobler life he will sustain ; 
His word immortal vigour gives, 

Nor shall my glorious hopes be vain. 

2 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, 

Though every earthly comfort die ; 
Thy smile can bid my pains depart, 
And raise my sacred pleasures high. 

3 O, let me hear thy blissful voice, 

Inspiring life and joy divine ! 
The barren desert shall rejoice ; 
'Tis paradise, if thou art mine ! 

Hymn 295. CM. 

£\R ! could our thoughts and wishes fly, 
■^-^ Above these gloomy shades, 



HYMN 296, 297. 457 

To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
Which sorrow ne'er invades ! 

2 There joys, unseen by mortal eyes, 

Or reason's feeble ray, 
In ever blooming prospects rise, 
Unconscious of decay. 

3 Lord, send a beam of light divine, 

To guide our upward aim ! 
With one reviving touch of thine, 
Our languid hearts inflame. 

4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, 

Our ardent wishes rise, 
To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring 
Immortal in the skies. 

Hymn 296. L. M. 

OSUN of Righteousness divine, 
On us with beams of mercy shine ; 
Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, 
And turn our darkness into day. 

2 While mourning o'er our guilt and shame, 
And asking mercy in thy name, 

Dear Saviour, cleanse us with thy blood, 
And be our advocate with God. 

3 Sustain, when sinking in distress, 
And guide us through this wilderness ; 
Teach our low thoughts from earth to rise, 
And lead us onward to the skies. 

Hymn 297. 8,7,4. 

SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation : 
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! 
All will come to desolation, 
Unless thou return again. 
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458 HYMN 298. 

Lord, revive us ; 
All our help must come from thee. 

2 Keep no longer at a distance ; 

Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
Every plant should droop and die. 

Lord, revive us ; 
All our help must come from thee. 

3 Let our mutual love be fervent, 

Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
Let each one esteemed thy servant, 
Shun the world's bewitching snares. 

Lord, revive us ; 
All our help must come from thee. 

4 Break the tempter's fatal power ; 

Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
And begin from this good hour 
To revive thy work afresh. 

Lord, revive us ; 
All our help must come from thee. 

Hymn 298. L. M. 

COME, sacred Spirit, from above, 
And fill the coldest heart with love ; 
Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
And let thy Godlike power be known. 

2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes, 
Shall floods of pious sorrow rise ; 
While all their glowing souls are borne, 
To seek that grace which now they scorn. 

3 O let a holy flock await, 
Numerous around thy temple gate ; 
Each pressing on, with zeal, to be, 
A living sacrifice to thee. 



HYMN 299, 300, 301. 459 

In answer to our fervent cries, 
Give us to see thy church arise ; 
Or, if that blessing seem too great, 
Give us to mourn its low estate. 

Hymn 299. L. M. 

OSUN of righteousness, arise, 
With gentle beams on Zion shine ; 
Dispel the darkness from our eyes, 
And souls awake to life divine. 
On all around, let grace descend, 

Like heavenly dew, or copious showers 
That we may call our God our friend ; 
That we may hail salvation ours. 

Hymn 300. L. M. 

THY presence, gracious God, afford ; 
Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
And faith be mixt with what we hear. 
Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
With food divine, may we be fed, 
And satisfied with living bread. 
To us thy sacred word apply, 
With sovereign power and energy ; 
And may we in true faith and fear, 
Reduce to practice what we hear. 

Hymn 301. L. M. 

LORD, in the temples of thy grace, 
Thy saints behold thy smiling face ; 
And oft have seen thy glory shine, 
With power and majesty divine: 
But soon, alas! thy absence mourn, 
And pray, and wish thy kind return : 



460 HYMN 302, 303. 

Without thy life-inspiring light, 
'Tis all a scene of gloomy night. 

3 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry ; 
Our graces droop, our comforts die ; 
Return, and let thy glories rise 
Again, to our admiring eyes ; 

4 Till filled with light, and joy, and love, 
Thy courts below, like those above, 
Triumphant hallelujahs raise, 

And heaven and earth resound thy praise. 

Hymn 302. CM. 
|^OME, Lord, and warm each languid heart; 
V^ Inspire each lifeless tongue ; 
And let the joys of heaven impart 
Their influence to our song. 

2 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 

In us the heavenly flame ; 
Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
Our hearts adore thy name. 

3 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 

And fill thy dwellings here, 
Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
A heaven on earth appear. 

Hymn 303. CM. 

IN thy great name, O Lord, we come 
To worship at thy feet ; 
Oh ! pour thy Holy Spirit down 
On all that now shall meet. 

2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, 
To hear the Saviour's voice ; 
Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, 
Now make our hearts rejoice. 



HYMN 304, 305. 461 

3 Teach us to pray, and praise — to hear 

And understand thy word ; 
To feel thy blissful presence near, 
And trust our living Lord. 

4 Let sinners now thy goodness prove, 

And saints rejoice in thee ; 
Let rebels be subdued by love, 
And to the Saviour flee. 

Hymn 304. CM. 

INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way 
That leads to Zion's hill, 
And thither set your steady face, 
With a determined will. 

2 Invite the strangers all around, 

Your pious march to join ; 
And spread the sentiments you feel 
Of faith and love divine. 

3 Oh come, and to his temple haste, 

And seek his favour there ; 
Before his footstool humbly bow, 
And pour your fervent prayer. 

4 Oh come, and join your souls to God, 

In everlasting bands ; 
Accept the blessings he bestows, 
With thankful hearts and hands. 

Hymn 305. L. M. 

THOUGH now the nations sit beneath 
The darkness of overspreading death, 
God will arise with light divine, 
On Zion's holy towers to shine. 
2 That light shall glance on distant lands, 
And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, 
Come with exulting haste to prove 
The power and greatness of his love. 
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462 HYMN 306, 307. 

3 Lord, may the triumphs of thy grace 
Abound, while righteousness and peace, 
In mild and lovely forms, display 
The glories of the latter day. 

Hymn 306. L. M. 

BEHOLD th' expected time draw near, 
The shades disperse, the dawn appear ; 
Behold the wilderness assume 
The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom. 

2 The untaught heathen waits to know, 
The joy the gospel will bestow ; 
The exiled captive, to receive 

The freedom Jesus has to give. 

3 Come, let us with a grateful heart, 
In the blest labour share a part ; 

Our prayers and offerings gladly bring, 
To aid the triumphs of our King. 

4 Invite the world to come and prove 
A Saviour's condescending love ; 
And humbly fall before his feet, 
Assured they shall acceptance meet. 

Hymn 307. 7,6. 

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand ; 
Where Afric's sunny fountains, 
Roll down their golden sand ; 
From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 
2 What, though the spicy breezes, 
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
Though every prospect pleases, 
And only man is vile ; 



HYMN 308. 463 

la vain with lavish kindness, 

The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high, 
Shall we, to men benighted, 

The lamp of life deny ? 
Salvation ! O Salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature, 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 

Hymn 308. CM. 

RELIGION is the chief concern 
Of mortals here below ; 
May I its great importance learn, 
Its sovereign virtue know ! 

More needful this, than glittering wealth, 

Or aught the world bestows ; 
Nor reputation, food, or health, 

Can give us such repose. 

Religion should our thoughts engage, 

Amidst our youthful bloom ; 
'Twill fit us for declining age, 

And for the awful tomb. 



464 HYMN 309, 310. 

4 O may my heart, by grace renewed, 

Be my Redeemer's throne ; 
And be my stubborn will subdued, 
His government to own. 

5 Let deep repentance, faith, and love, 

Be joined with godly fear ; 
And all my conversation prove 
My heart to be sincere. 

Hymn 309. CM. 

GREAT God of providence ! thy ways 
Are hid from mortal sight ; 
Wrapt in impenetrable shades, 
Or clothed with dazzling light. 

2 The wondrous methods of thy grace 

Evade the human eye ; 
The nearer we attempt t' approach. 
The further off they fly. 

3 But in the world of bliss above, 

Where thou dost ever reign, 
These mysteries shall be unveiled, 
And not a doubt remain. 

4 The Sun of righteousness shall there 

His brightest beams display ; 
And not a hovering cloud obscure 
That never ending day. 

Hymn 310. L. M. 

NOW let us raise our cheerful strains, 
And join the blissful choir above ; 
There our exalted Saviour reigns, 

And there they sing his wondrous love. 

2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song, 
O may we feel the sacred flame ; 
And every heart and every tongue 
Adore the Saviour's glorious name. 



HYMN 311. 465 

3 Jesus, who once upon the tree 

In agonizing pains expired ; 
Who died for rebels — yes, 'tis he ! 

How bright ! how lovely ! how admired ! 

4 Jesus, who died that we might live, 

Died in the wretched traitor's place : — 
O what returns can mortals give, 
For such immeasurable grace. 

5 Were universal nature ours, 

And art with all her boasted store ; 

Nature and art. with all their powers, 

Would still confess the offer poor ! 

6 Yet though for bounty so divine, 

We ne'er can equal honours raise, 
Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 

And all our tongues proclaim thy praise ! 

Hymn 311. L. M. 

HAIL to the Prince of life and peace, 
Who holds the keys of death and hell ! 
The spacious world unseen is his, 

And sovereign power becomes him well. 

2 In shame and torment once he died ; 

But now he lives for evermore : 
Bow down, ye saints, around his seat, 
And, ye angelic bands, adore. 

3 Now live for ever, glorious Lord, 

To crush thy foes, and guard thy friends ; 
While all thy chosen tribes rejoice, 
That thy dominion never ends. 

4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, 

Guided by wisdom, and by love ; 
Worthy to rule with sovereign power 
O'er worlds below, and worlds above. 



466 HYMN 312, 313. 

5 When death thy servants shall invade, 

When powers of hell thy church annoy, 
Controlled by thee, their rage promotes 
The cause they labour to destroy. 

6 For ever reign, victorious King ! 

Wide through the earth thy name be known; 
And call my longing soul to sing 
Sublimer praises near thy throne. 

Hymn 312. L. M. 

JESUS, thou art the living bread, 
By which our needy souls are fed : 
In thee, alone, thy children find 
Enough to fill the empty mind. 
3 Without this bread, I starve and die; 
No other can my need supply ; 
But this will suit my wretched case, 
Abroad, at home, in every place. 

3 'Tis this relieves the hungry poor, 
Who ask for bread at mercy's door ; 
This living food descends from heaven, 
As manna to the Jews was given. 

4 This precious food my heart revives, 
What strength, what nourishment it gives ! 
O let me evermore be fed 

With this divine celestial bread ! 

Hymn 313. CM. 

COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, 
And joy to make it known ; 
The sovereign of your heart proclaim, 
And bow before his throne. 
2 Behold your King, your Saviour crowned 
With glories all divine ; 
And tell the wondering nations round, 
How bright these glories shine. 



HYMN 314. 467 

3 Infinite power and boundless grace 

In him unite their rays : 
Ye that have e'er beheld his face, 
Can ye forbear his praise ? 

4 When in his earthly courts we view 

The glories of our King, 
We long to love as angels do, 
And wish like them to sing. 

5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 

Lord, teach our songs to rise : 
Thy love can animate the strain, 
And bid it reach the skies. 

6 O happy period ! glorious day ! 

When heaven and earth shall raise, 
With all their powers, the raptured lay, 
To celebrate thy praise! 

Hymn 314. L. M. 

BEHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb, 
With wonder, gratitude, and love ; 
To take away our guilt and shame, 
See him descending from above ! 

2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; 

He meekly bore the mighty load ; 
Our ransom-price he fully paid 

In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 

3 To save a guilty world, he dies ; 

Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! 
To him lift up your longing eyes, 
And hope for mercy in his name. 

4 Pardon and peace through him abound ; 

He can the richest blessings give ; 
Salvation in his name is found, 
He bids the dying sinner live. 



468 HYMN 315, 316. 

5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee ; 

Where else can helpless sinners go ? 
Thy boundless love shall set me free 
From all my wretchedness and woe. 

Hymn 315. L. M. 

"VIJHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, 
▼ * And fainting hope almost expires ; 
Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes, 

To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 

2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? 

And can my hope, my comfort die, 
Fixed on thy everlasting word, 

That word which built the earth and sky ? 

3 If my immortal Saviour lives, 

Then my immortal life is sure ; 
His word a firm foundation gives, 
Here let me build and rest secure. 

4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, 

Immoveable the promise stands ; 
Nor all the powers of earth, or hell, 
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 

5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ; 

Since Jesus is for ever mine, 
Not death itself, that last of foes, 
Shall break a union so divine. 

Hymn 316. 7's 

BOUNDLESS glory, Lord, be thine ! 
Thou hast made the darkness shine j 
Thou hast sent a cheering ray ; 
Thou hast turned our night to day. 
2 Darkness long involved us round, 
Till we knew the joyful sound : 
Then our darkness fled away, 
Chased by truth's effulgent ray. 



HYMN 317. 469 

3 They are blessed, and none beside, 
They, who in the truth abide ; 
Clear the light that marks their way, 
Leading to eternal day* 

4 Guide us, Saviour, through the road, 
Till we reach the saints' abode ; 
Till we see thee throned above, 

As thou art, the God of love. 

Hymn 317. CM. 

YE glittering toys of earth, adieu, 
A nobler choice be mine ; 
A real prize attracts my view, 
A treasure all divine. 

2 Be gone, unworthy of my cares, 

Ye specious baits of sense ; 
Inestimable worth appears, 
The pearl of price immense ! 

3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, 

O name divinely sweet ! 
Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, 
Wealth, honour, pleasure meet. 

4 Should both the Indies, at my call, 

Their boasted stores resign ; 
With joy I would renounce them all, 
For leave to call thee mine. 

5 Should earth's vain treasure all depart, 

Of this dear gift possessed, 
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
And be for ever blessed. 

6 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires, 

Thy love is bliss divine ; 
Accept the wish that love inspires, 
And bid me call thee mine. 
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470 HYMN 318, 319. 

Hymn 318. L. M. 

DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; 
Where shall the sinner find a cure ? 
In vain, alas, is nature's aid, 

The work exceeds all nature's power. 

2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns, 

With fatal strength, in every part ; 
The dire contagion fills the veins, 
And spreads its poison to the heart. 

3 And can no sovereign balm be found ? 

And is no kind physician nigh, 
To ease the pain, and heal the wound, 
Ere life and hope for ever fly ? 

4 There is a great Physician near ; 

Look up, O fainting soul, and live ; 
See, in his heavenly smiles appear 
Such aid as nature cannot give ! 

5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 

Life, health, and bliss, abundant flow ; 
'Tis only this dear sacred flood 

Can ease thy pain, and heal thy woe. 

6 Sin throws in vain its pointed dart, 

For here a sovereign cure is found ; 
A cordial for the fainting heart, 
A balm for every painful wound. 

Hymn 319. 7's. 
O OCK of ages shelter me, 
•**> Let me hide myself in thee; 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure ; 
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
2 Not the labour of my hands 
Can fulfil the law's demands ; 



HYMN 320. 471 

Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears for ever flow, 
All for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save, and thou alone. 

3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
Simply to thy cross I cling ; 
Naked come to thee for dress, 
Helpless look to thee for grace ; 
Vile I to the fountain fly, 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my heart-strings break in death, 
When I soar to worlds unknown, 

See thee on thy judgment throne, 
Rock of ages, shelter me, 
Let me hide myself in thee. 

Hymn 320. L. M. 

ll/IT God, assist me, while I raise 
-L*A An anthem of harmonious praise ; 
My heart thy wonders shall proclaim, 
And spread its banners in thy name. 

2 In Christ I view a store divine ; 
My Father, all that store is thine ; 
By thee prepared, by thee bestowed ; 
Hail to the Saviour, and the God ! 

3 When gloomy shades my soul overspread, 
" Let there be light," th' Almighty said ; 
And Christ, my sun, his beams displays, 
And scatters round celestial rays. 

4 Condemned, thy criminal I stood, 
And awful justice asked my blood ; 
That welcome Saviour, from thy throne 
Brought righteousness and pardon down. 



472 HYMN 321. 

5 My soul was all o'erspread with sin, 
And lo, his grace hath made me clean ; 
He rescues from th' infernal foe, 

And full redemption will bestow. 

6 Ye saints, assist my grateful tongue; 
Ye angels, warble back my song ; 
For love like this, demands the praise 
Of heavenly harps, and endless days. 

Hymn 321. 8,7,4. 

HARK ! the voice of love and mercy 
Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
See, it rends the rocks asunder — 
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky ! 

" It is finished !" 
Hear the Saviour — dying — cry. 

2 It is finished — Oh ! what pleasure 

Do these precious words afford ! 
Heavenly blessings without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ, the Lord : 

It is finished ! — 
Saints, the dying words record. 

3 Finished — all the types and shadows 

Of the ceremonial law ; 
Finished — all that God had promised ; 
Death and hell no more shall awe : 

It is finished ! — 
Saints, from hence your comforts draw. 

4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs — 

Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
All on earth and all in heaven, 
Join to praise ImmanuePs name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb! 



HYMN 322, 323. 473 

Hymn 322. L. M. 

ENSLAVED by sin, and bound in chains, 
Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, 
And doomed to everlasting pains, 
We wretched guilty captives lay. 

2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace ; 
Nor the whole world's collected store 
Suffice to purchase our release ; 

A thousand worlds were-all too poor. 

3 Jesus the Lord, the mighty God, 
An all-sufficient ransom paid : 
Amazing price ! his precious blood 
For vile rebellious traitors shed ! 

4 Jesus, the sacrifice became, 

To rescue guilty souls from hell ; 
The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb, 
Beneath avenging justice fell. 

5 Infinite goodness ! love divine ! 
O may our grateful hearts adore 
The matchless grace, nor yield to sin, 
Nor wear its cruel fetters more ! 

6 Dear Saviour, let thy love pursue 
The glorious work it has begun, 
Each secret lurking foe subdue, 
And let our hearts be thine alone. 

Hymn 323. L. M. 

FORGIVENESS ! 'tis a joyful sound 
To guilty rebels doomed to die ! 
Publish the bliss the world around, 
Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky. 
2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine ; 
'Tis full, effacing every crime : 
Unbounded shall its glories shine, 
And feel no change by changing time. 
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474 HYMN 324, 325. 

3 For this stupendous love of heaven. 
What grateful honours shall we show? 
Where much transgression is forgiven, 
Let love with equal ardour glow. 

4 By this inspired, let all our days 

With every heavenly grace be crowned ; 
Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise, 
In all abide, in all abound. 

Hymn 324. CM. 

HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
Has wandered from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, " Return :" 

Dear Lord, and may I come ! 
My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
O take the wanderer home ! 

3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 

And bid my crimes remove ? 
And shall a pardoned rebel live 
To speak thy wondrous love ? 

4 Almighty grace, thy healing pow 7 er 

How glorious, how divine ! 
That can to life and bliss restore 
So vile a heart as mine. 

5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 

Dear Saviour, I adore ; 
O keep me at thy sacred feet, 
And let me rove no more. 

Hymn 325. CM. 

ALAS ! by nature how depraved, 
How prone to every ill ! 
Our lives to Satan how enslaved ! 
How T obstinate our will ! 



HYMN 326. 475 

2 And can such sinners be restored, 

Such rebels reconciled ? 
Can grace itself the means afford 
To make a foe a child ? 

3 Yes, grace has found the wondrous means, 

Which shall effectual prove, 
To cleanse us from our countless sins, 
And teach our hearts to love. 

4 Jesus for sinners undertakes, 

And dies that we may live ; 
His blood a full atonement makes, 
And cries aloud, I* Forgive !" 

5 The Holy Spirit must reveal 

The Saviour's work and worth : 
Then the hard heart begins to feel 
A new and heavenly birth. 

6 Thus, bought with blood, and born again, 

Redeemed and saved by grace, 
Rebels in God's own house obtain 
A son's and daughter's place. 

Hymn 326. L. M. 

BLEST Jesus, source of grace divine, 
What soul refreshing streams are thine ? 
O bring these healing waters nigh, 
Or we must droop, and fall, and die. 

2 No traveller through desert lands, 
'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, 
More needs the current to obtain, 

Or to enjoy refreshing rain. 

3 Our longing souls aloud would sing, 

" Spring up, celestial fountain, spring ; 

To an abundant river flow, 

And cheer this thirsty land below." 



476 HYMN 327, 328, 329. 

4 May this blest river, near my side, 
Through all the desert gently glide ; 
Then in Immanuel's land above, 
Spread to a sea of joy and love ! 

Hymn 327. L. M. 

AND will th' offended God again 
Return and dwell with sinful men ? 
Will he within this bosom raise 
A living temple to his praise ? 

2 The joyful news transports my breast, 
All hail ! all hail ! thou heavenly guest ! 
Lift up your heads, ye powers within, 
And let the King of glory in. 

3 Enter, with all thy heavenly train, 
Here live, and here for ever reign ; 
Thy sceptre, o'er my passions sway, 
Let love command, and I'll obey. 

4 Reason and conscience shall submit, 
And pay their homage at thy feet ; 
No idol-god shall hold a place 
Within this temple of thy grace. 

Hymn 328. L. M. 

DEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest 
In such a wretched heart as mine ? 
Unworthy dwelling ! glorious guest ! 
Favour astonishing, divine ! 
2 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart, 
For ever dwell, O God of love, 
And light and heavenly peace impart, 
Sweet earnest of the joys above. 

Hymn 329. CM. 

THOUGH trouble springs not from the dust, 
Nor sorrow from the ground : 



HYMN 330, 331. 477 

Yet ills on ills, by heaven's decree, 
In man's estate are found. 
I As sparks in close succession rise, 
So man, the child of woe, 
Is doomed to endless cares and toils, 
Through all his life below. 

! But with my God I leave my cause, 
From him I seek relief; 
To him in confidence of prayer, 
Unbosom all my grief. 

: Unnumbered are his wondrous works, 
Unsearchable his ways ; 
'Tis his the mourning soul to cheer, 
The bowed down to raise. 
Hymn 330. S. M. 

PREPARE me, gracious God, 
To stand before thy face ; 
Thy Spirit must the work perform, 

For it is all of grace. 
In Christ's obedience clothe, 

And wash me in his blood : 
So shall I lift my head with joy, 

Among the sons of God. 
Do thou my sins subdue, 

Thy sovereign love make known ; 
The spirit of my mind renew, 

And save me in thy Son. 
Let me attest thy power, 

Let me thy goodness prove, 
Till my full soul can hold no more 

Of everlasting love. 

Hymn 331. C. M. 

FAR from these narrow scenes of night, 
Unbounded glories rise, 



478 HYMN 332. 

And realms of infinite delight, 
Unknown to mortal eyes. 

2 Fair distant land ! could mortal eyes 

But half its charms explore, 
How would our spirits long to rise, 
And dwell on earth no more ! 

3 There pain and sickness never come, 

And grief no more complains; 
Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
And endless pleasure reigns. 

4 No cloud those blissful regions know, 

For ever bright and fair ! 
For sin, the source of mortal woe, 
Can never enter there. 

5 There no alternate night is known, 

Nor sun's faint sickening ray $ 
But glory from the sacred throne 
Spreads everlasting day. 

Hymn 332. L. M. 
£\ FOR a sweet, inspiring ray, 
^^ To animate our feeble strains, 
From the bright realms of endless day, 
The blissful realms, where Jesus reigns ! 

2 There, low before his glorious throne, 

Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
And with delightful worship own 

His smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. 

3 Immortal glories crown his head, 

While tuneful hallelujahs rise, 
And love, and joy, and triumph, spread 
Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 

4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 

To boundless rapture, while they gaze ; 



HYMN 333. 479 

Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
Resound his everlasting praise. 

5 There all the followers of the Lamb 

Shall join at last the heavenly choir ; 
O may the joy-inspiring theme 

Awake our faith and warm desire ! 

6 Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal 

Our interest in that blissful place ; 
'Till death remove this mortal veil, 
And we behold thy lovely face. 

Hymn 333. L. M. 

COME, weary souls, with sins distressed, 
Come and accept the promised rest ; 
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Oppressed with guilt, a painful load, 

O come and spread your woes abroad ; 
Divine compassion, mighty love, 
Will all the painful loads remove. 

3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 

To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; 
Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! 

4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, 
The hope thy gracious words impart ; 
We come, believing we rejoice, 

And bless the kind inviting voice. 

5 Blest Saviour ! let thy powerful love 
Confirm our faith, our fears remove; 
And sweetly influence every breast, 
And guide us to eternal rest. 



480 HYMN 334, 335. 

Hymn 334- L. M. 

JESUS ! and shall it ever be 
A mortal man ashamed of thee ? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless days ! 

2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine, 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
Bright Morning-Star ! bid darkness flee. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
No ; when I blush — be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 Ashamed of Jesus ! Yes, I may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away, 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

6 Till then — -nor is my boasting vain — 
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! 
And O, may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 

Hymn 335. L. M. 

THE righteous Lord, supremely great, 
Maintains his universal state : 
O'er all the earth his power extends, 
All heaven before his footstool bends. 
2 Yet justice still with power presides, 
And mercy all his empire guides ; 
Mercy and truth are his delight, 
And saints are lovely in his sight* 



HYMN 336. 481 

3 No more, ye wise, your wisdom boast, 
No more, ye strong, your valour trust j 
No more, ye rich, survey your store, 
Elate with heaps of shining ore. 

4 Glory, ye saints, in this alone, 

That God, your God, to you is known ; 
That you have owned his sovereign sway, 
That you have felt his cheering ray. 

5 Our wisdom, wealth, and power we find, 
In our Jehovah all combined ; 

On him we fix our roving eyes, 
And all our souls in raptures rise. 

6 All else, which we our treasure call, 
May in one fatal moment fall ; 

But what their happiness can move, 
Whom God, the blessed, deigns to love ? 

Hymn 336. CM. 

OLORD, I would delight in thee,— 
And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in every trouble flee, 
My best, my only friend. 

2 When all created streams are dried, 

Thy fulness is the same ; 
May I with this be satisfied, 
And glory in thy name ! 

3 Why should the soul a drop bemoan, 

Who has a fountain near, 
A fountain which will ever run, 
With waters sweet and clear ? 

4 No good in creatures can be found, 

But may be found in thee : 
I must have all things, and abound, 
While God is God to me. 

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482 HYMN 337. 

5 O that I had a stronger faith 

To look within the veil, 
To credit what my Saviour saith, 
Whose word can never fail ! 

6 He that has made my heaven secure 

Will here all good provide : 
While Christ is rich can I be poor ? 
What can I want beside ? 

7 O Lord, I cast my care on thee, 

I triumph and adore; 
Henceforth my great concern shall be 
To love and praise thee more. 

Hymn 337. L. M. 

I^TOW let our souls, on wings sublime. 
-^ Rise from the vanities of time ; 
Draw back the parting veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by a new celestial birth, 

Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at transitory toys, 
So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 

3 Shall ought beguile us on the road, 
When we are walking back to God ? 
For strangers into life we come, 
And dying is but going home. 

4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge, 
That sets our longing souls at large ; 
Unbinds our chain, breaks up our cell, 
And gives us with our God to dwell. 

5 To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above ; 
And the sweet expectation now, 

Is the young dawn of heaven below. 



HYMN 338, 339. 483 

Hymn 338. CM. 

DEAR refuge of my weary soul, 
On thee, when sorrows rise, 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
My fainting hope relies. 
I To thee I tell each rising grief, 
For thou alone canst heal ; 
Thy word can bring a sweet relief, 
For every pain I feel. 

! But O ! when gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call thee mine ; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 

And all my hopes decline. 
Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? 

Thou art my only trust ; 
And still my soul would cleave to thee, 

Though prostrate in the dust. 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 

And shall I seek in vain ? 
And can the ear of sovereign grace 

Be deaf when I complain ? 

No, still the ear of sovereign grace 

Attends the mourner's prayer : 
O may I ever find access, 

To breathe my sorrows there! 
Thy mercy seat is open still : 

Here let my soul retreat ; 
With humble hope attend thy will, 

And wait beneath thy feet. 

Hymn 339. CM. 

WITH pity, Lord, our languor view, 
As in the dust we lie ; 
Nor, while we raise our plaintive voice, 
Disdain the broken cry. 



484 HYMN 340. 

2 Fain would we mount on eagles' wings 

With ardency and love ; 
But cumbrous weights still drag us down ; 
How heavily we move ! 

3 Thy living word has wonders wrought ; 

These wonders here renew, 
x4nd pour fresh vigour through our souls, 
While we its glories view. 

4 Thy quickening energy diffuse, 

O'er all our inmost frame ; 
x\nd animate our lips and lives 
To glorify thy name. 

5 From thee, great ever-flowing Spring, 

Let vital streams descend ; 
And cheer our hearts to sing those songs 
Which death shall never end. 

Hymn 340. CM. 

DEAR Saviour, when my thoughts recall 
The wonders of thy grace ; 
Low at thy feet ashamed I fall, 
And hide this wretched face. 

2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ? 

Ah vile ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's low cares, detained, betrayed, 
From Jesus to depart. — 

3 From Jesus, who alone can give 

True pleasure, peace, and rest : 
When absent from the Lord, I live 
Unsatisfied, unblest. 

4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, 

My wandering soul restores : 
He bids the mourning heart partake 
The pardon it implores. 



HYMN 341, 342. 485 

5 O while I breathe to thee, my Lord, 

The penitential sigh, 
Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 
With pity in thine eye ! 

6 Then shall the mourner at thy feet, 

Rejoice to seek thy face ; 
And grateful own how kind ! how sweet ! 
Thy condescending grace. 

Hymn 341. CM. 
|^| THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
^^ Contrition's humble sigh ; 
Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye ; 

2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wanderer mourn : 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
Hast thou not said — Return ? 

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 

To drive me from thy feet ? 
O ! let not this dear refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat. 

4 Absent from thee, my Guide ! my Light ! 

Without one cheering ray : 
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
How desolate my way! 

5 Oh ! shine on this benighted heart, 

With beams of mercy shine ! 
And let thy healing voice impart 
A taste of joys divine. 

Hymn 342. CM. 

SING, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
Your great Deliverer sing : 
Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound, 
Be joyful in your King. 
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486 HYMN 343. 

2 A hand divine shall lead you on, 

Through all the blissful road : 
Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
And see your smiling God* 

3 The garlands of immortal joy 

Shall bloom on every head ; 
While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
Like shadows, all are fled. 

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; 

Pursue his footsteps still ; 
And let the prospect cheer your eye, 
While labouring up the hill. 

Hymn 343. CM. 

MY God, what gentle cords are thine ! 
How soft, and yet how strong ! 
While power, and truth, and love combine, 
To draw our souls along. 

2 Thou sawest us crushed beneath the yoke 

Of Satan and of sin ; 
Thy hand the iron bondage broke, 
Our worthless hearts to win. 

3 The guilt of twice ten thousand sins 

One offering takes away ; 
And grace, when first the war begins, 
Secures the crowning day. 

4 Comfort through all this vale of tears, 

In rich profusion flows, 
And glory of unnumbered years 
Eternity bestows. 

5 Drawn by such cords, we onward move, 

Till round thy throne we meet ; 
And captives in the chains of love, 
Embrace our Conqueror's feet. 



HYMN 344,345. 487 

Hymn 344. C. M. 

FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
And saves me from its snares ; 
Its aid in every duty brings, 
And softens all my cares : 

2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 

And lights the sacred fire 
Of love to God, and heavenly things, 
And feeds the pure desire. 

3 The wounded conscience knows its power, 

The healing balm to give ; 
That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
And make the dying live. 

4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 

Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
And bids me seek my portion there, 
Nor bids me seek in vain : 

5 Shows me the precious promise sealed 

With the Redeemer's blood ; 
And helps my feeble hope to rest 
Upon a faithful God. 

6 There, there unshaken, would I rest, 

Till this vile body dies ; 
And then on faith's triumphant wings, 
At once to glory rise. 

Hymn 345. L. M. 

SPRINKLED with reconciling blood, 
I dare approach thy throne, O God ; 
Thy face no frowning aspect wears, 
Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears ! 
2 Th' encircling rainbow, peaceful sign ! 
Doth with refulgent brightness shine ; 
And while by faith I see it near, 
I bid farewell to every fear. 



488 HYMN 346, 347. 

3 Let me my grateful homage pay ; 
With courage sing, with fervour pray ; 
And though myself a wretch undone, 
Hope for acceptance through thy Son ; 

4 The Son, who on the accursed tree, 
Expired to set the vilest free ; 

On this I build my only claim, 
And all I ask is in his name. 

Hymn 346. 7's. 
T ORD of hosts, how lovely fair, 
M*4 E'en on earth, thy temples are ; 
Here thy waiting people see 
Much of heaven, and much of thee. 

2 From thy gracious presence flows 
Bliss that softens all our woes ; 
While thy Spirit's holy fire 
Warms our hearts with pure desire. 

3 Here we supplicate thy throne, 
Here thou makest thy glories known ; 
Here we learn thy righteous ways, 
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise. 

4 Thus with sacred songs of joy 
We our happy lives employ ; 
Love, and long to love thee more, 
Till from earth to heaven we soar. 

Hymn 347. S. M. 

HOW charming is the place, 
Where my Redeemer God 
Unveils the beauties of his face, 
And sheds his love abroad ! 

2 Not the fair palaces 

To which the great resort, 
Are once to be compared with this, 
Where Jesus holds his court. 



HYMN 348. 489 

2 Here on the mercy seat, 

With radiant glory crowned, 
/ Our joyful eyes behold him sit, 
And smile on all around. 

4 To him their prayers and cries 

All humbled souls present : 
He listens to the broken sighs, 
And grants them all they want. 

5 To them his sovereign will 

He graciously imparts : 
And in return accepts with smiles, 
The tribute of their hearts. 

6 Give me, O Lord, a place 

Within thy blest abode, 
Among the children of thy grace, 
The servants of my God. 

Hymn 348. CM. 

l^TOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 
-^ And make thy glory known ; 
Now let us all thy presence feel, 
And soften hearts of stone ! 

2 Help us to venture near thy throne, 

And plead a Saviour's name ; 
For all that we can call our own, 
Is vanity and shame. 

3 Send down thy Spirit from above, 

That saints may love thee more ; 
That sinners now may learn to love, 
Who never loved before. 

4 And when before thee we appear, 

In our eternal home, 
May growing numbers worship here, 
And praise thee in our room. 



490 HYMN 349, 350, 

Hymn 349. L. M. 

HOW great, how terrible, that God 
Who shakes creation with his nod ! 
He frowns — earth, sea, all nature's frame 
Sink in one universal flame. 

2 Where now, oh where, shall sinners seek 
For shelter in the general wreck ! 

Shall falling rocks be o'er them thrown ? 
See ! rocks, like snow, dissolving down. 

3 In vain for mercy now they cry ! 
In lakes of liquid fire they lie ! 
There on the flaming billows tost, 
For ever — oh, for ever lost ! 

4 But saints, undaunted and serene, 
With calmness view the dreadful scene ; 
Their Saviour lives, the worlds expire, 
And earth and skies dissolve in fire. 

5 Jesus, the helpless creature's friend ! 
To thee my all I dare commend ; 
Thou canst preserve my feeble soul 
When lightnings blaze from pole to pole. 



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Hymn 350. S. M. 
REAT God, now condescend 



To bless our rising race ; 
Soon may their willing spirits bend, 
The subjects of thy grace. 

2 O what a pure delight 

Their happiness to see ! 
Our warmest wishes all unite, 
To lead their souls to thee. 

3 Now bless, thou God of love, 

This ordinance divine ; 



HYMN 351. 352. 491 

Send thy good Spirit from above, 
And make these children thine. 

Hymn 351. L. M. 

GREAT Saviour, who didst condescend 
Young children in thine arms t' embrace, 
Still prove thyself the infant's friend, 
Baptize them with thy cleansing grace. 

2 Whilst in the slippery paths of youth, 
Be thou their guardian and their guide, 
That they, directed by thy truth, 
May never from thy precepts slide. 

3 To love thy word their hearts incline, 
To understand it, light impart ; 

O Saviour, consecrate them thine, 
Take full possession of their heart. 

Hymn 352. CM. 

COME, thou desire of all thy saints, 
Our humble strains attend ; 
While with our praises and complaints, 
Low at thy feet we bend. 

2 When we thy wondrous glories hear, 

And all thy sufferings trace, 
What sweetly awful scenes appear ! 
What rich unbounded grace ! 

3 How should our songs, like those above, 

With warm devotion rise ! 
How should our souls, on wings of love, 
Mount upward to the skies ! 

4 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 

In us the heavenly flame ; 
Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
Our hearts adore thy name. 



492 HYMN 353, 354. 

5 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 
And fill thy dwellings here, 
Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
And heaven on earth appear. 
Hymn 353. L. M. 

SHOUT, for the great Redeemer reigns, 
Through distant lands his triumphs spread, 
And sinners freed from Satan's chains, 
Own him their Saviour and their Head. 

2 God's sons and daughters from afar, 

Daily at Sion's gates arrive ; 
Those who were dead in sin before, 
By sovereign grace are made alive. 

3 O may his conquests still increase, 

And every foe his power subdue ! 
While angels celebrate his praise, 
And saints his growing glory show. 

4 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, 

From all below and all above ; 
In lofty songs exalt his name, 
In songs as lasting as his love. 

Hymn 354. S. M. 

OLORD our God, arise, 
The cause of truth maintain ; 
And wide o'er all the peopled world 
Extend her blessed reign. 

2 Thou Prince of Life, arise, 

Nor let thy glory cease ; 
Far spread the conquests of thy grace, 
And bless the earth with peace. 

3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise, 

Expand thy quickening wing, 
And o'er a dark and ruined world 
Let light and order spring. 



HYMN 355, 356. 493 

4 All on the earth, arise, 

To God the Saviour sing, 
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, 
Let echoing anthems ring ! 
Hymn 355. L. M. 

ASCEND thy throne, almighty King, 
And spread thy glories all abroad : 
Let thine own arm salvation bring, 
And be thou known the gracious God. 

2 Let millions bow before thy seat, 

Let humble mourners seek thy face, 
Bring daring rebels to thy feet, 
Subdued by thy victorious grace. 

3 O let the kingdoms of the world 

Become the kingdoms of the Loj'd ; 
Let saints and angels praise thy name, 
Be thou through heaven and earth adored. 

Hymn 356. L. M. 

SHEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keep 
With constant care, thy humble sheep ; 
By thee inferior pastors rise, 
To feed our souls, and cheer our eyes. 

2 To all thy churches such impart, 
Modeled by thy own gracious heart ; 
Whose courage, watchfulness, and love 
Men may attest, and God approve. 

3 Fed by their active tender care, 
Healthful may all thy sheep appear ; 
And, by their fair example led, 

The way to Sion's pasture tread. 

4 Completely heal each former stroke, 
And bless the shepherd and the flock; 
Confirm the hopes thy mercies raise, 
And own this tribute of our praise. 

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494 HYMN 357, 358. 

Hymn 357. CM. 

DEAR Shepherd of thy people, hear, 
Thy presence now display ; 
As thou hast given a place for prayer, 
So give us hearts to pray. 

2 Show us some token of thy love, 

Our fainting hope to raise ; 
And pour thy blessings from above, 
That we may render praise. 

3 Within these walls let holy peace, 

And love and concord dwell ; 
Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
The wounded spirit heal. 

4 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 

Enforced by mighty grace, 

Awaken many sinners round, 

To come and fill the place. 

Hymn 358. P. M 

~N sweet exalted strains 
The King of Glory praise ; 
O'er heaven and earth he reigns, 
Through everlasting days : 
He with a nod the world controls, 
Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 
To earth he bends his throne, 
His throne of grace divine : 
Wide is his bounty known, 
And wide his glories shine ; 
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest, 
Is with his smiles and presence blest. 
Then, King of Glory, come, 
And with thy favour crown 
This temple as thy dome, 
This people as thy own : 



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HYMN 359. 495 

Beneath this roof, O deign to show 
How God can dwell with men below. 

4 Here may thine ears attend 
Our interceding cries, 

And grateful praise ascend 

All-fragrant to the skies : 
Here may thy word melodious sound, 
And spread celestial joys around. 

5 Here may the attentive throng 
Imbibe thy truth and love, 
And converts join the song 
Of seraphim above ; 

And willing crowds surround thy board, 
With sacred joy and sweet accord. 

6 Here may our unborn sons 
And daughters sound thy praise, 
And shine like polished stones, 
Through long succeeding days : 

Here, Lord, display thy saving power, 
While temples stand, and men adore. 

Hymn 359. L. M. 

JOIN every tongue to praise the Lord ; 
All nature rests upon his word : 
Mercy and truth his courts maintain, 
And own his universal reign. 

2 At his command the morning ray 
Smiles in the east, and leads the day ; 
He guides the sun's declining wheels 
Beneath the verge of western hills. 

3 Seasons and times obey his voice ; 
The evening and the morn rejoice 

To see the earth made soft with showers, 
Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers. 



496 HYMN 360, 361. 

4 'Tis from his watery stores on high, 
He gives the thirsty ground supply ; 
He walks upon the clouds, and thence 
Doth his enriching drops dispense. 

5 The pastures smile in green array , 
There lambs and larger cattle play ; 
The larger cattle and the lamb, 

In different language, speak thy name. 

6 Thy works pronounce thy power divine ; 
In all the earth thy glories shine ; 
Through every month thy gifts appear ; 
Great God ! thy goodness crowns the year. 

Hymn 360. L. M. 

WE sing the majesty of God, 
Whose wisdom spread the heaven ~ 
abroad ; 
To him creation owes its birth, 
His mighty arm sustains the earth. 

2 The evening shade, the morning light, 
The sun by day, the stars by night, 
Unite their voices to proclaim, 

The awful grandeur of his name. 

3 He sees our griefs with pitying eyes, 
His liberal hand our need supplies ; 
From him full streams of mercy flow 
To cheer this gloomy vale below. 

4 Thou God of grace and matchless power, 
With reverence we thy name adore : 

To thee our grateful songs we raise. 
Though feeble are our notes of praise. 

Hymn 361. CM. 

'HPIS faith supports my feeble soul, 
-*- In times of deep distress ; 



HYMN 362, 363. 497 

When storms arise and billows roll, 
Great God, I trust thy grace. 

2 Thy powerful arm still bears me up, 

Whatever griefs befall : 
Thou art my life, my joy, my hope, 
And thou my all in all. 

3 Bereft of friends, beset with foes, 

With dangers all around, 
To thee I all my fears disclose, 
In thee my help is found. 

4 In every want, in every strait, 

To thee alone I fly ; 
When other comforters depart, 
Thou art for ever nigh. 

Hymn 362. L. M. 
TI7AIT, oh my soul, thy Maker's will 
* * Tumultuous passions, all be still ; 
Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
And though his footsteps are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

3 In heaven and earth, in air and seas, 
He executes his wise decrees ; 

And by his saints it stands confest, 
That what he does is ever best. 

4 Then, oh my soul, submissive wait, 
With reverence bow before his seat ; 
And 'midst the terrors of his rod, 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 

Hymn 363. L. M. 
'\I^HEN on the cross my Saviour died, 
▼ ▼ God's holy law he satisfied : 
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498 HYMN 364, 365. 

My debts he paid, my sins he bore, 
And justice now demands no more. 

2 A healing balm his hand bestows, 

To cure my wounds, and ease my woes, 
And a rich fountain still remains, 
To wash away my guilty stains. 

3 Here will I bathe my spotted soul, 
Here blessings without number roll ; 
My hopes and joys I hence derive, 
For Jesus died that I might live. 

Hymn 364. CM. 

THIS world 's a dreary wilderness, 
Where turbid waters flow ; 
No blooming flowers of paradise, 
But thorns profusely grow. 

2 We lose our friends, our wealth decays, 

And life is full of pain ; 
For various good we wait and wish, 
But wish and wait in vain. 

3 Our hand outstretched to seize the prize, 

The phantom flies away ; 
And leaves us to relentless grief, 
An unexpected prey. 

4 Jesus our Saviour, now to thee, 

With hasty steps we come ; 
Our only refuge here below, 
And our eternal home. 

5 'Midst rising winds and beating storms, 

Reclining on thy breast, 
We find in thee a hiding-place, 

And here securely rest. 

Hymn 365. C. M. 
TESUS ! delightful, charming name, 
** It spreads a fragrance round ; 



HYMN 366, 367. 499 

Justice and mercy, truth and peace, 

In union here are found. 
He is our life, our joy, our strength, 

In him all glories meet : 
He is a shade above our heads, 

A light to guide our feet. 
The thickest clouds are soon dispersed, 

If Jesus shows his face 
To weary heavy-laden souls ; 

He is their resting place. 
When storms arise and tempests blow, 

He speaks a sovereign word ; 
The threatening billows cease to flow, 

The winds obey their Lord. 

Through every age he 's still the same, 

But we ungrateful prove, 
Forget the savour of his name, 

The sweetness of his love. 

Hymn 366. CM. 
X3 ISE, glorious Sun, supremely bright, 
-C^ 1 Diffuse thy rays abroad ; 
Scatter the shades of gloomy night, 

And show the heavenly road. 
With healing in thy wings, arise 

On this dark soul of mine ; 
Oh pour thy glories from the skies, 

And give me life divine. 
Though thorns and briers, pits and snares, 

Beset the path I go, 
One ray of thine dispels my fears, 

And guides me safely through. 
Hymn 367. L. M. 

COME Jesus, heavenly teacher, come, 
Convey thine own instructions home ; 



500 HYMN 368, 369. 

While men thy sacred truth impart, 
'Tis thine alone to reach the heart. 

2 Whene'er I read or hear thy word, 
Thine inward teachings, Lord, afford ; 
To me thy holy will reveal, 

Unfold the book, and loose the seal. 

3 Call me, oh call me to thy feet, 
And there transported may I sit; 
With joy thy heavenly features trace, 
And feast upon thy richest grace. 

Hymn 368. L. M. 

FATHER of mercies, God of love, 
Send down thy Spirit from above ; 
Let me his sacred influence feel, 
To quicken, purify, and heal. 

2 May he these stubborn lusts subdue, 
And form my nature all anew ; 

To thee my groveling spirit raise, 
Excite to humble prayer and praise. 

3 He is the source of every grace, 
Of light, and life, and holiness ; 
By him alone may I be taught, 

And all my works in him be wrought. 

4 Oh let thy Holy Spirit come, 

And make my heart his constant home ; 
There his abundant grace display, 
And lead me in a perfect way. 
Hymn 369. CM. 

GREAT God, before thy mercy seat, 
Abased, in dust I fall ; 
My crimes of complicated guilt, 
Aloud for judgment call. 
2 I own my ways to be corrupt, 
My duties stained with sin ; 



HYMN 370, 371. 501 

Make thou my broken spirit whole, 
My burdened conscience clean. 

3 Lord, send thy Spirit from above, 

Implant a holy fear ; 
And through thine all-abounding grace, 
Bring thy salvation near. 

4 On my distressed benighted soul, 

Oh cause thy face to shine ; 
Make me to hear thy pardoning voice, 
And tell me I am thine. 

Hymn 370. L. M. 

FAREWELL, ye transitory things, 
The wealth of kingdoms and of kings ; 
A nobler object far than you, 
Appears to my enraptured view. 

2 Jesus ! in whom all glories meet, 
Holy and just, and good and great ; 
Ever compassionate and kind, 

My Saviour, Advocate, and Friend. 

3 His blood redeemed my guilty soul, 
On him I all my burdens roll ; 
From him I seek, in him possess, 
Wisdom and strength and righteousness. 

4 His praise shall all my powers employ, 
My present hope, my future joy ; 

For him I count my gain but loss, 
And glory only in his cross. 

Hymn 371. CM. 

MY times of sorrow and of joy, 
Great God, are in thy hand ; 
All my enjoyments come from thee, 
And go at thy command. 



502 HYMN 372, 373. 

2 Oh Lord, shouldst thou withhold them all, 

Yet would I not repine ; 
Before they were by me possessed, 
They were entirely thine. 

3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word, 

If all the world were gone, 
But seek substantial happiness, 
In thee, and thee alone. 

Hymn 372. L. M. 

ALMIGHTY God, we cry to thee, 
From Egypt's bondage set us free ; 
And lead us through the wilderness, 
To Canaan's land, the land of peace. 

2 Be thou our guard by night and day, 
Amidst the dangers of the way; 

Let heavenly manna crown our board, 
The flinty rock its streams afford. 

3 May we obey thy righteous laws, 
Defend thy truth, maintain thy cause ; 
And show in thought, in word, and deed, 
That we are Abraham's chosen seed. 

4 Then shall the Lord delight to bless, 
And grant us his divine increase ; 
Shall lead us to the land above, 
Where we shall feast upon his love. 

Hymn 373. CM. 

JESUS, my Saviour, bind me fast, 
In cords of heavenly love ; 
Then sweetly draw me to thy breast, 
Nor let me thence remove. 

2 Draw me from all created good, 
Myself, the w r orld, and sin ; 



HYMN 374. 503 

To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
And make me pure within. 

3 Oh lead me to thy mercy seat, 

Attract me nearer still ; 
Draw me, like Mary, to thy feet, 
To sit and learn thy will. 

4 Oh draw me by thy providence, 

Thy Spirit and thy word, 
From all the things of time and sense, 
To thee, my gracious Lord. 

Hymn 374. C. M. 

ENRAPT in thickest shades of night, 
Oh Lord, thy ways appear ; 
But yet we own they all are right, 
Though seemingly severe. 

2 Now we lament our errors past, 

With sighs, and groans, and tears ; 
The numerous moments run to waste, 
x4.midst perplexing cares ; 

3 The labours of thy servant, Lord, 

By us were misimproved ; 
Too little have we read thy word, 
Too much the world have loved. 

4 Thy visitation now is come, 

Our pastor is no more ; 
We meet within thy sacred dome, 
And here our loss deplore. 

5 Great God, while in our widowed state, 

Oh leave us not alone ; 
Help us to watch and pray, and wait, 
Till thou in love return. 

6 Let not the candlestick remove 

From this thine own abode ; 



504 HYMN 375, 376. 

But let our supplications prove 
That we prevail with God. 

7 Oh send a messenger of peace, 
A pastor of thy choice ; 
Bid all our sighs and sorrows cease. 
And cause us to rejoice. 

Hymn 375. CM. 

DEAR Lord, thy word of truth affords 
A balm for every wound ; 
Hence all our hopes of bliss arise, 
And here our peace is found. 

2 The tree of life, beneath whose shade 

The weary pilgrim sits ; 
And there regaling on its fruits, 
With sweet refreshment meets : 

3 The sure foundation of our faith, 

And source of all our joy, 
May it our warmest thoughts engage, 
Our inmost souls employ. 

4 But not on us alone bestow, 

These records of thy love ; 
Let distant lands thy truth receive, 
And all its blessings prove. 

Hymn 376. CM. 

TOGETHER with these symbols, Lord, 
Thy blessed self impart ; 
And let thy holy flesh and blood 
Feed the believing heart. 

2 Let us from all our sins be washed 
In thy atoning blood; 
And let thy Spirit be the seal 
That we are born of God. 



HYMN 377, 378. 505 

5 Come, Holy Ghost, with Jesus' love 
Prepare us for this feast ; 
O let us banquet with our Lord, 
x\nd lean upon his breast. 

Hymn 377. C. M. 
tf\ UICKLY my days have passed away, 
^V How soon, alas, they're gone ! 
Life's gayest scenes decline in haste, 
Just like the setting sun. 

! Always in motion, ne'er at rest, 

M y minutes onward roll ; 
Swift to pursue their destined course, 

And soon will reach the goal. 
Eternal pains, or endless joys, 

Stand waiting at the door ; 
The moments past, or those to come, 

Are not within my power. 
God of my strength and of my hope, 

In whom I live and move, 
Help me by thine instructive grace 

The present to improve. 
And if through this revolving year, 

Thou shouldst my life prolong, 
O may thy wisdom guide my steps, 

Thy praise employ my tongue. 

Hymn 378. CM. 
A MIDST the cheerful bloom of youth, 
1%. With ardent zeal pursue 
The ways of piety and truth. 
With death and heaven in view. 

Fair wisdom's paths with sweets are strewed, 

And pleasures all refined ; 
There joys divine are shed abroad, 

That suit th' immortal mind. 
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506 HYMN 379. 

3 Youth is the most accepted time, 

To love and serve the Lord ; 
A flower presented in its prime, 
Will much delight afford. 

4 He'll crown with peace your rising years, 

And make your fruit increase ; 
Will guide you through this vale of tears, 
And bid your sorrows cease. 

5 Give him the morning of your days, 

And be for ever blest ; 
'Tis none but those in wisdom's ways 
Enjoy substantial rest. 

Hymn 379. CM. 

ETERNAL source of every good, 
Before thy throne we bow, 
And bless thee for thy gifts bestowed 
On pilgrims here below. 

2 Our hearts and hands hast thou inclined 

To raise this house of prayer, 
Oh may we seek and ever find 
Thy gracious presence here. 

3 Lord, may thy heralds long proclaim 

The wonders of thy grace, 
And sinners taught to fear thy name, 
Abundantly increase. 

4 Here may thy children sweetly feed 

On manna sent from heaven, 
Drink freely at the fountain-head, 
Whence living streams are given. 

5 Here let our offspring and their sons 

Be of the Saviour blest ; 
And thus while time its circuit runs, 
Find here a settled rest. 



HYMN 380. 507 

6 To the eternal sacred Three, 
The great mysterious One, 
Now may this house devoted be, 
To thee, and thee alone. 

Hymn 380. CM. 

JERUSALEM ! my happy home ! 
Name ever dear to me ! 
When shall my labours have an end, 
In joy, and peace, and thee ? 

2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 

And pearly gates behold ? 
Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold ? 

3 O when, thou city of my God, 

Shall I thy courts ascend, 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And sabbaths have no end ? 

4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom., 

Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes, 
I onward press to you. 

5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe ? 

Or feel at death, dismay ? 
I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
And realms of endless day. 

6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, 

Around my Saviour stand : 
And soon my friends in Christ below, 
Will join the glorious band. 

7 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 

My soul still pants for thee ; 
Then shall my labours have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 



508 HYMN 381, 382, 383. 

Hymn 381. 8's & 7's. 
TJTAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! 
■"- Hail, thou Galilean king ! " 
Thou didst suffer, to release us ; 
Thou didst free salvation bring ! 

2 Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favour, 
Life is given, through thy name. 

3 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed. 

All our sins on thee were laid ; 
By almighty love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made. 

4 All thy people are forgiven, 

Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
Opened is the gate of heaven ; 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 

Hymn 382. L. M. 

DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 
Help us to feed upon thy word : 
All that has been amiss forgive, 
And let thy truth within us live. 

2 Though w r e are guilty, thou art good, 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; 
Give every fettered soul release, 
And bid us all depart in peace. 

Hymn 383. CM. 

AWAKE, sweet gratitude ! and sing 
Th' ascended Saviour's love : 
Sing how he lives to carry on 
His people's cause above. 

2 With cries and tears, he offered up 
His humble suit below ; 



HYMN 384. 509 

But with authority he asks, 
Enthroned in glory now. 

3 For all that come to God by him, 

Salvation he demands ; 
Points to their names upon his breast, 
And spreads his wounded hands. 

4 His sweet atoning sacrifice 

Gives sanction to his claim ; 
" Father, I will that all my saints 
Be with me where I am. 

5 " By their salvation, recompense 

The sorrows I endured ; 
Just to the merits of thy Son, 
And faithful to thy word." 

6 Eternal life, at his request, 

To every saint is given : 
Safety on earth, and, after death, 
The plenitude of heaven. 

Hymn 384. C. M. 
DINNERS, behold the Lamb of God 
^ Who takes away our guilt ; 
Look to the precious, priceless blood, 
That Jews and Gentiles spilt. 

2 From heaven he came to seek and save, 

Leaving his blest abode ; 
To ransom us, himself he gave ; 
« Behold the Lamb of God." 

3 He came to take the sinner's place, 

And shed his precious blood ; 
Let Adam's guiltv, ruined race, 
"Behold the Lamb of God." 

4 Sinners, to Jesus then draw near, 

Invited by his word ; 

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510 HYMN 385. 

The chief of sinners need not fear ; 
" Behold the Lamb of God." 

5 Backsliders too, the Saviour calls, 

And washes in his blood ; 
Arise, return from grievous falls ; 
" Behold the Lamb of God." 

6 Spirit of grace, to us apply 

ImmanuePs precious blood ; 
That we may with thy saints on high, 
" Behold the Lamb of God." 

Hymn 385. L. M. 

r< RE AT Light of life ! thou nature's Lord, 
^-* Bring light from darkness by thy word ; 
Shine in our hearts, in mercy shine, 
To give the light of truth divine. 

2 Light of our souls ! thyself reveal ; 
Thy power and presence let us feel ; 
And know, and see the wondrous things 
Concealed from prophets, priests, and kings. 

3 In the dear face of Christ, our God, 
His righteousness, and pardoning blood, 
May we behold our All in All, 

And at his foot of mercy fall. 

4 There thy perfections shine most bright ; 
May we behold them with delight ; 
And see how justice, truth, and grace 
Unite, and smile in Jesus' face. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness ! arise, 
Open our long benighted eyes ; 
Shine, Jesus, shine from day to day, 
'Till all that 's dark be done away. 



HYMN 386, 387. 511 

Hymn 386. 8, 8, 6. 

OTHOU, that hearest the prayer of faith, 
Wilt thou not save a soul from death, 
That casts itself on thee ? 
I have no refuge of my own, 
But fly to what my Lord hath done 
And suffered once for me. 

Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 
His spotless righteousness I plead, 

And his availing blood : 
Thy righteousness my robe shall be, 
Thy merit shall atone for me, 

And bring me near to God. 
Then snatch me from eternal death, 
The Spirit of adoption breathe, 

His consolation send : 
By him some w r ord of life impart, 
And sweetly whisper to my heart, 

" Thy Maker is thy friend." 
The king of terrors then would be 
A welcome messenger to me, 

To bid me come away : 
Unclogged by earth, or earthly things, 
I'd mount, I'd fly with eager wings, 

To everlasting day. 

Hymn 387. CM. 

BEHOLD, what matchless tender love, 
Doth Christ to babes display ! 
He bids each parent bring them near, 

Nor turns the least away. 
The parents' hearts with transport filled, 

Bring their young children near, 
That they his blessing may partake, 
And in his favour share. 



512 HYMN 388. 

3 See how he takes them in his arms, 

With smiles upon his face ; 
And says his kingdom is of such, 
By free and sovereign grace. 

4 " Forbid them not," whom Jesus calls, 

Nor dare the claim resist, 
Since his own lips to us declare, 
Heaven will of such consist. 

5 With flowing tears, and thankful hearts, 

We give them up to thee ; 
Receive them, Lord, into thine arms, 
Thine may they ever be ! 

Hymn 388. CM. 

BEHOLD what condescending love, 
Jesus on earth displays ! 
To babes and sucklings, he extends 
The riches of his grace ! 

2 He still the ancient promise keeps, 

To our forefathers given ; 
Young children in his arms he takes, 
And calls them heirs of heaven. 

3 " Permit them to approach," he cries, 

" Nor scorn their humble name ; 
For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
The Lord of angels came." 

4 We bring them, Lord, with thankful hearts, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

5 Kindly receive this tender branch, 

And form his soul for God ; 
Baptize him with thy Spirit, Lord, 
And wash him in thy blood. 



HYMN 389. 513 

6 Thus to the parents and their seed, 
Let thy salvation come ; 
And numerous households meet at last, 
In one eternal home. 

Hymn 389- CM. 

RETIRE, vain world, awhile retire, 
And leave us with the Lord ; 
Thy gifts ne'er fill one just desire, 
Nor lasting bliss afford. 

2 Blest Jesus ! come thou gently down, 

And fill this hallowed place ; 
O ! make thy glorious goings known, 
Diffuse around thy grace. 

3 Shine, dearest Lord, from realms of day, 

Disperse the gloom of night ; 
Chase all our clouds and doubts away, 
And turn the shades to light. 

4 Behold, and pity from above, 

Our cold and languid frame j 
O ! shed abroad thy quickening love, 
And we'll adore thy name. 

5 All glorious Saviour ! Source of grace ! 

To thee we raise our cry ; 
Unveil the beauties of thy face, 
To every waiting eye. 

6 Revive, O God ! desponding saints, 

Who languish, droop, and sigh ; 
Refresh the soul that tires and faints, 
Fill mourning hearts with joy. 

7 Make known thy power, victorious King, 

Subdue each stubborn will ; 
Then, sovereign grace we'll join to sing, 
On Sion's sacred hill. 



514 HYMN 390, 391. 

Hymn 390. CM. 

ON Sion, his most holy mount, 
God will a feast prepare ; 
And Israel's sons, and Gentile lands 
Shall in the banquet share. 

2 Marrow and fatness are the food, 

His bounteous hand bestows ; 
Wine on the lees, and well refined, 
In rich abundance flows. 

3 See to the vilest of the vile 

A free acceptance given ! 
See rebels, by adopting grace, 
Sit with the heirs of heaven ! 

4 The pained, the sick, the dying, now 

To ease and health restored, 
With eager appetites partake 
The bounties of thy board. 

5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown, 

What dainties shall be given, 
When, with the myriads round the throne, 
We join the feast of heaven ! 

6 There joys immeasurably high 

Shall satisfy the soul, 
And springs of life, that never dry, 
In thousand channels roll. 

Hymn 391. L. M. 

GREAT Lord of all thy churches, hear 
Thy ministers' and people's prayer ; 
Perfumed by thee, O may it rise, 
Like fragrant incense, to the skies. 
2 May every pastor from above, 
Be new inspired with zeal and love, 
To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed. 
And sow with care the precious seed. 



HYMN 392. 515 

3 Revive thy churches with thy grace, 
Heal all our breaches, grant us peace ; 
Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame 
With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 

4 May young and old thy word receive, 
Dead sinners hear thy voice and live, 
The wounded conscience healing find, 
And joy refresh each drooping mind. 

5 May aged saints, matured with grace, 
Abound in fruits of holiness; 

And when transplanted to the skies, 
May younger in their stead arise. 

6 Thus we our suppliant voices raise, 
And weeping sow the seed of praise, 
In humble hope that thou wilt hear 
Thy ministers 9 and people's prayer. 

Hymn 392. CM. 
TX^HEN death appears before my sight, 

* ^ In all his dire array, 

Unequal to the dreadful fight, 

My courage dies away. 

2 O for the eye of faith divine, 

To pierce beyond the grave ! 
To see that Friend, and call him mine, 
Whose arm is strong to save ! 

3 Lord, I commit my soul to thee ! 

Accept the sacred trust, 
Receive this nobler part of me, 
And watch my sleeping dust. 

4 Till that illustrious morning come, 

When all thy saints shall rise, 
And, clothed in full immortal bloom, 
Attend thee to the skies. 



516 HYMN 393, 394. 

5 When thy triumphant armies sing 

The honours of thy name, 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With glory to the Lamb ; 

6 O let me join the raptured lays ! 

And with the blissful throng, 
Resound salvation, power, and praise, 
In everlasting song ! 

Hymn 393. L. M. 

ETERNITY is just at hand ; 
And shall I waste my ebbing sand ? 
And careless view departing day, 
And throw my inch of time away ? 

2 Eternity ! — without a bound ! 

To guilty souls a dreadful sound ! 
But O ! if Christ and heaven be mine, 
How sweet the accents ! how divine ! 

3 Be this my chief, my only care, 
My high pursuit, my ardent prayer, 
An interest in the Saviour's blood, 

My pardon sealed, and peace with God. 

4 But should my highest hopes be vain, 
The rising doubt, how sharp the pain ! 
My fears, O gracious God, remove, 
Confirm my title to thy love. 

5 Search, Lord ! O search my inmost heart, 
And light, and hope, and joy impart ; 
From guilt and error set me free, 

And guide me safe to heaven and thee. 

Hymn 394. L. M. 
|^OME, dearest Lord, who reign'st above, 
^ And draw me with the cords of love ! 
And while the gospel does abound, 
" O may I know the joyful sound !" 



HYMN 395. 51? 

Sweet are the tidings, free the grace, 
It brings to our apostate race : 
It spreads a heavenly light around ; 
"O may I know the joyful sound !" 

The gospel bids the sin-sick soul 
Look up to Jesus and be whole ; 
In him are peace and pardon found ; 
" O may I know the joyful sound !" 

It stems the tide of swelling grief, 
Affords the needy sure relief; 
Releases those by Satan bound ; 
" O may I know the joyful sound !" 

Hymn 395. CM. 

ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

O the transporting, rapturous scene, 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields, arrayed in living green, 

And rivers of delight ! 

There generous fruits, that never fail, 

On trees immortal grow ; 
There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales, 

With milk and honey flow. 

On all those wide-extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God the Son for ever reigns, 

And scatters night away. 

No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath, 

Can reach that healthful shore : 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 

Are felt and feared no more. 
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518 HYMN 396. 

6 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be for ever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 

7 Filled with delight, my 'raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves should round me roll, 
Fearless I'd launch away. 

Hymn 396. CM. 

TE wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
Behold a royal feast ! 
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, 
For every humble guest. 

2 See Jesus stands with open arms, 

He calls, he bids you come ; 
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; 
But see, there yet is room. 

3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; 

There love and pity meet ; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart, 
That trembles at his feet. 

4 O come, and with his children, taste 

The blessings of his love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joys above. 

5 There, with united heart and voice, 

Before th' eternal throne, 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
In ecstasies unknown. 

6 And yet ten thousand thousand more, 

Are welcome still to come ; 
Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 
Approach, there yet is room ! 



HYMN 397, 398. 519 

Hymn 397- L. M. 

THY people, Lord, who trust thy word, 
And wait the smilings of thy face, 
Assemble round thy mercy-seat, 
And plead the promise of thy grace. 

2 We consecrate these hours to thee, 
Thy sovereign mercy to intreat ; 
And feel some animating hope, 
We shall divine acceptance meet. 

3 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son, 
To be a light to gentile lands ? 

To open the benighted eye, 

And loose the wretched prisoner's bands ? 

4 Hast thou not said, from sea to sea, 
His vast dominion shall extend ? 
That every tongue shall call him Lord, 
And every knee before him bend ? 

5 Now let the happy time appear, 
The time to favour Zion come ; 
Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
To call thy banished children home. 

Hymn 398. L. M. 

INDULGENT God, to thee we pray, 
Be with us on this solemn day ; 
Smile on our souls, our plans approve, 
By which we seek to spread thy love. 

2 Let party prejudice be gone, 
And love unite our hearts in one ; 
Let all we have and are combine 
To aid this glorious work of thine. 

3 Point us to men of upright mind, 
Devoted, diligent, and kind ; 

With grace be all their hearts endowed, 
And light to guide them in the road. 



520 HYMN 399. 

4 With cheerful steps may they proceed, 
Where'er thy providence shall lead ; 

Let heaven and earth their works befriend, 
And mercy all their paths attend. 

5 Great let the bands of those be found, 
Who shall attend the gospel sound ; 
And let barbarians, bond and free, 

In suppliant throngs resort to thee. 

6 Where Pagan altars now are built, 
And brutal blood, or human, spilt, 
There let the bleeding cross be reared, 
And God, our God, alone revered. 

7 Where captives groaned beneath their chain, 
Let grace and love, and concord reign ; 
The aged and the infant tongue 

Unite in one harmonious song. 

Hymn 399. L. M. 
A RISE, in all thy glory, Lord, 
-£% Let power attend thy gracious word ; 
Unveil the beauties of thy face, 
And show the riches of thy grace. 

2 Diffuse thy light and truth abroad, 
And be thou known th' almighty God ; 
Make bare thine arm, thy power display, 
While truth and grace thy sceptre sway. 

3 Send forth thy messengers of peace, 
Make Satan's reign and empire cease ; 
Let thy salvation, Lord, be known, 
That all the world thy power may own. 

4 Though darkness now the earth pervades, 
And men are placed in dismal shades, 
Our God will soon arise and shine 

On Zion with a light divine* 



HYMN 400. 521 

Then nations, with his grace replete, 
Shall spread their trophies at his feet ; 
Clothed with immortal bliss, to prove 
The power and greatness of his love. 

O may the triumphs of thy grace, 
Abound, while righteousness and peace, 
In mild and lovely forms, display 
The glories of the latter day. 

Hymn 400. S. M. 

TE messengers of Christ, 
His sovereign voice obey ; 
Arise ! and follow where he leads, 
And peace attend your way. 

The Master whom you serve, 

Will needful strength bestow ; 
Depending on his promised aid, 

With sacred courage go. 

Mountains shall sink to plains, 

And hell in vain oppose ; 
The cause is God's, and must prevail, 

In spite of all his foes. 

Go, spread a Saviour's name ; 

And tell his matchless grace, 
To the most guilty and depraved 

Of Adam's numerous race. 

We wish you in his name, 

The most divine succegs ; 
Assured that he who sends you forth, 

Will your endeavours bless. 

When you from us depart, 

To cross the boisterous main ; 
We then will bear you on our hearts, 

And hope to meet again. 
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522 HYMN 401, 402. 

Hymn 401. L. M. 

]ORD, how shall wretched sinners dare 
-^ Look up to thy divine abode? 
Or offer their imperfect prayer, 
Before a just, a holy God ? 

2 Bright terrors guard thine awful seat, 

And dazzling glories veil thy face ; 
Yet mercy calls us to thy feet, 

Thy throne is still a throne of grace. 

3 O may our souls thy grace adore, 

May Jesus plead our humble claim, 
While thy protection we implore, 
In his prevailing, glorious name ! 

4 Our arms succeed, our councils guide, 

Let thy right hand our cause maintain ; 
Till war's destructive rage subside, 
And peace resume her gentle reign. 

5 O when shall time the period bring, 

When raging war shall waste no more ; 
When peace shall stretch her balmy wing, 
Round the wide earth, from shore to shore? 

6 When shall the gospel's healing ray, 

(Kind source of amity divine !) 
Spread o'er the world celestial day ? 
When shall the nations, Lord, be thine ? 

Hymn 402. L. M. 
~V"E humble souls, complain no more ; 
A Let faith survey your future store ; 
How happy, how divinely blest, 
The sacred words of truth attest ! 
2 In vain the sons of wealth and pride 
Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; 
In vain they boast their little stores ; 
Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours ! 



HYMN 403. 523 

: A kingdom of immense delight, 
Where wealth, and peace, and joy unite ; 
Where undeclining pleasures rise, 
And every wish hath full supplies : 

A kingdom which can ne'er decay, 
While time sweeps earthly thrones away ; 
The state, which power and truth sustain, 
Unmoved for ever must remain. 

There shall our eyes with rapture view 
The glorious friend that died for you ; 
That died to ransom, died to raise, 
To crowns of joy, and songs of praise. 

Jesus, to thee I breathe my prayer ! 
Reveal, confirm my interest there : 
Whate'er my humble lot below, 
This, this, my soul desires to know ! 

O let me hear that voice divine, 
Pronounce the glorious blessing mine ! 
Enrolled among thy happy poor, 
My largest wishes ask no more. 

Hymn 403. L. M. 

^IPHE Lord, my Saviour, is my light, 
A What terrors can my soul affright ? 
While God, my strength, my life, is near, 
What potent arm shall make me fear ? 

Should numerous foes besiege me round, 
My steadfast heart no fear shall wound ; 
Though war should rise in dread array, 
God is my strength, my hope, my stay. 

This only gift my heart desires, 
For this my ardent wish aspires, 
This will I seek with restless care, 
Till God attend my humble prayer. 



524 HYMN 404, 405. 

4 In his own house to spend my days, 
My life devoted to his praise : 

There would my soul his beauties trace, 
And learn the wonders of his grace. 

5 Should every earthly friend depart. 
And nature leave a parent's heart ; 
My God, on whom my hopes depend, 
Will be my Father, and my Friend. 

6 Ye humble souls, in every strait, 
On God, with sacred courage wait ; 
His hand shall life and strength afford ; 
Ye trembling saints, wait on the Lord. 

Hymn 404. L. M. 

NOW while the gospel net is cast, 
Do thou, O Lord, the effort own ; 
From numerous disappointments past, 
Teach us to hope in thee alone. 

2 May this be a much favoured hour, 

To souls in Satan's bondage led : 
O clothe thy word with sovereign power, 
To break the rocks, and raise the dead ! 

3 To mourners speak a cheering word, 

On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine ; 
Let poor backsliders be restored, 
And all thy saints in praises join. 

4 O hear our prayer, and give us hope, 

That, when thy voice shall call us home, 
Thou still wilt raise a people up, 

To love and praise thee in our room. 

Hymn 405. S. M. 
^WX)-DAY the Saviour rose : 

-■*- Our Jesus left the dead ; 
He conquered our tremendous foes, 
And Satan captive led. 



HYMN 406. 525 

2 He left his glorious throne, 

To make our peace with God ; 
Blessings for ever on his name, 
He bought us with his blood 

3 For us, his life he paid ; 

For us, the law fulfilled ; 
On him our loads of guilt were laid ; 
We by his stripes are healed. 

4 Ye saints, adore his name, 

Who hath such mercy shown ; 
Ye sinners, love the bleeding Lamb, 
And make his praises known. 

Hymn 406. CM. 

HERE at thy table, Lord, we meet, 
To feed on food divine : 
Thy body, is the bread we eat, 
Thy precious blood, the wine. 

2 He that prepares this rich repast, 

Himself comes down and dies ; 
And then invites us, thus to feast 
Upon the sacrifice. 

3 The bitter torments he endured 

Upon the shameful cross, 
For us, his welcome guests, procured 
These heart-reviving joys. 

4 His body torn with rudest hands, 

Becomes the choicest bread ; 
And, with the blessing he commands, 
Our noblest hopes are fed. 

5 Sure there was never love so free, 

Dear Saviour, so divine ! 
Well thou mayest claim that heart of me, 
Which owes so much to thine. 



526 HYMN 407, 408. 

6 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart, 
My soul, my strength, my all ; 
With life itself I'll freely part, 
My Jesus, at thy call. 

Hymn 407. L. M. 

THE God of love will sure indulge 
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh, 
When righteous persons fall around, 
When tender friends and kindred die. 

2 Yet not one anxious, murmuring thought, 

Should with our mourning passions blend ; 
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget 
Th' almighty ever-living Friend. 

3 Beneath a numerous train of ills, 

Our feeble flesh and heart may fail ; 
Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, 
O'er every gloomy fear prevail. 

4 Parent and husband, guard and guide, 

Thou art each tender name in one ; 
On thee we cast our every care, 
And comfort seek from thee alone. 

5 Our Father God, to thee we look, 

Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend ; 
And on thy covenant love and truth, 
Our sinking souls shall still depend. 

Hymn 408. 7's. 

SAFELY through another week, 
God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 
Waiting in his courts to-day; 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest ! 



HYMN 409. 527 

2 While we seek supplies of grace, 
Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
Show thy reconciling face, 

Take away our sin and shame : 
From our worldly cares set free, 
May we rest this day in thee. 

3 Here we're come thy name to praise ; 
Let us feel thy presence near ; 

May thy glory meet our eyes, 
While we in thy house appear ; 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May the gospel's joyful sound 
Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 
Make the fruits of grace abound ; 
Bring relief for all complaints : 
Such let all our sabbaths prove, 
Till we join the church above. 

Hymn 409. L. M. 
^RETCHED on the cross, the Saviour dies ! 
^ Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
See, how the sacred crimson tide 
Flows from his hands, his feet, his side. 

2 But life attends the deathful sound, 
And flows from every bleeding wound ; 
The vital stream, how free it flows 
To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 

3 To suffer in the traitor's place, 
To die for man — surprising grace ! 
Yet pass rebellious angels by — 

O why for man, dear Saviour, why ? 

4 And didst thou bleed ? — for sinners bleed ? 
And could the sun behold the deed ? 



528 HYMN 410. 

No ! he withdrew his sickening ray, 
And darkness veiled the mourning day. 

5 Gan I survey this scene of woe, 
Where mingling grief and wonder flow ; 
And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
Insensible to love or pain ? 

6 Come, dearest Lord ! thy grace impart, 
To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; 
'Till all its powers and passions move, 
In melting grief, and ardent love. 

Hymn 410. P. M. 

ALL hail ! the glorious morn, 
That saw our Saviour rise, 
With victory bright adorned, 
And triumph in his eyes : 
Ye saints extol your risen Lord, 
And sing his praise with sweet accord. 

2 Behold the Lamb of God, 
Th' atoning sacrifice ; 
Sustains the dreadful load, 
Of man's iniquities ; 

Death, sin, and hell, our cruel foes 
All vanquished fell, when Jesus rose» 

3 At once the prison doors, 
Death's awful gates expand ; 
Their captive they restore, 
At God's supreme command : 

How blest the hour ! (awake our joys,) 
Hell's fatal power, lo, he destroys ! 

4 The conqueror ascends, 
In triumph to the skies ; 
Celestial hosts attend, 
To crown his victories ; 



HYMN 411, 412. 529 

Hark ! they proclaim his glorious name ; 
And heaven resounds ImmanuePs fame. 

5 Now to the throne above, 
Let every saint draw near ; 
There dwells incarnate love ; 
Grace sits triumphant there : 

See mercy smile, e'en on that throne, 
Where once did wrath and justice frown. 

6 All praise be to the Lamb, 
Who offered up his blood ; 
Hosannas to his name, 
That for our ransom stood ; 

In notes sublime, with joy we sing, 
The love divine of Christ our king. 

Hymn 411. CM. 

TE living men, the tomb survey 
Where you must quickly dwell ; 
Hark ! how r the awful summons sounds 
In every funeral knell. 

2 Once you must die ; and once for all, 

The solemn purport weigh ; 
For know that heaven or hell are hung 
On that important day. 

3 Those eyes so long in darkness veiled, 

Must wake the Judge to see ; 
And every word and every thought 
Must pass his scrutiny. 

4 O may I, in the Judge, behold :t. 

My Saviour and my Friend ! 
And, far beyond the reach of death, 
With all his saints ascend. 

Hymn 412. L. M. 

JOIN, all who love the Saviour's name, 
To sing his everlasting fame ; 

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530 HYMN 413, 414. 

Great God prepare each heart and voice, 
In him for ever to rejoice. 

2 With him, I daily love to walk ; 
Of him, my soul delights to talk ; 
On him, I cast my every care ; 
Like him, one day I shall appear. 

3 Bless him, my soul, from day to day, 
Trust him, to lead thee on thy way ; 
Give him thy poor, weak, sinful heart ; 
With him, O never, never part. 

4 Take him for strength and righteousness, 
Make him thy refuge in distress ; 

Love him above all earthly joy, 
And him in every thing employ. 

5 Praise him in cheerful, grateful songs ; 
To him your highest praise belongs : 
Bless him who does your heaven prepare, 
And makes you meet his joy to share. 

Hymn 413. L. M. 
Q OVEREIGN of worlds, display thy power, 
^ Be this thy Zion's favoured hour ; 
Bid the bright morning star arise, 
And point the nations to the skies. 

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, 
On western wilds, and heathen plains, 
Far let the gospel's sound be known, 
And be the universe thine own. 

3 Speak — and the world shall hear thy voice, 
Speak — and the nations shall rejoice ; 
Scatter the shades of moral night, 

With the blest beams of heavenly light. 

Hymn 414. L. M. 
nPRUSTING in Christ, go, heralds ! rear 
-*- The gospel standard, void of fear ; 



HYMN 415. 531 

Go seek with joy your destined home, 
And preach a Saviour, there unknown. 

Yes, christian heroes, go proclaim 
Salvation in Immanuel's name ; 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the rose of Sharon there. 
He'll shield you with a wall of fire — 
With flaming zeal your hearts inspire ; 
Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
And calm the savage breast to peace. 

And when our labours all are o'er, 
Then shall we meet to part no more ; 
Meet — with the blood-bought throng to fall, 
And crown our Jesus — Lord of all. 

Hymn 415. L. M. 

GOD of the passing year, to thee 
Our hymn of gratitude we raise — 
With swelling heart and bending knee, 
We offer thee our song of praise. 

We bless thy name, almighty God, 
For all the kindness thou hast shown 

To this fair land our fathers trod, 
This land we fondly call our own. 

Here freedom spreads her banner wide, 
And casts her soft and hallowed ray, 

For thou our country's arms didst guide, 
And led them on their conquering way. 

We praise thee, that the gospel light, 
Through all our land its radiance sheds ; 

Scatters the shades of error's night, 

And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 

When foes without, and foes within, 

With threatening ills our land have pressed, 



532 HYMN 416. 

Thou hast our nation's bulwark been, 
And, smiling, sent us peaceful rest. 

6 O God [preserve us in thy fear- 
In troublous times our helper be ; 
♦Diffuse thy truth's bright precepts here, 
' And may we worship only thee. 

Hymn 416. L. M. 

BLEST Jesus ! when thy cross I view, 
That mystery to th' angelic host, 
* 1 ga:ze with grief and rapture too, 
And all my soul 's in wonder lost. 

2 What strange compassion filled thy breast, 
That brought thee from thy throne on high, 
To woes that cannot be exprest, 
To be despised, to groan, and die ! 

% Was it for man, rebellious man, 

Sunk by his crimes below the grave, 
Who, justly doomed to endless pain, 
Found nohe*to pity or to save ? 

4 For man didst thou forsake the sky, 

To bleed upon th' accursed tree : 
And didst thou taste of death to buy 
Immortal life and bliss for me ! 

5 Had I a voice to praise thy name, 

Loud as the trump that wakes the dead ; 
Had I the raptured seraph's flame, 
My debt of love could ne'er be paid. 

6 Yet, Lord, a sinner's heart receive, 

This burdened, contrite heart of mine, 
(Thou knowest I've nought beside to give,) 
And let it be for ever thine. 



HYMN 417, 418. 533 

Hymn 417. C. M. 

BLEST Jesus ! when my soaring thought* 
O'er all thy graces rove, 
How is my soul in transport lost, 
In wonder, joy, and love. 

2 Not softest strains can charm mine ears 

Like thy beloved name ; 
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
My heart with equal flame. 

3 Where'er I look, my wandering eyes 

Unnumbered blessings see ; 
But what is life, with all its bliss, 
If once compared with thee ? 

4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? 

Search, Lord, for thou canst tell 
If aught can raise my passions thus, 
Or please my soul so well. 

5 No, thou art precious to my heart, 

My portion and my joy ; 
For ever let thy boundless grace, 
My sweetest thoughts employ. 

6 When nature faints, — around my bed 

Let thy bright glories shine ; 
And death shall all his terrors lose, 
In raptures so divine. 

Hymn 418. 8,7. 

HAPPY soul, thy days are ended, 
All thy mourning days below ; 
Go, by angel bands attended, 
To thy blessed Jesus, go. 

2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
Lo ! the Saviour stands above ; 
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534 HYMN 419. 

Shows the purchase of his merit, 
Reaches out the crown of love. 

3 Struggle through thy latest passion, 
To thy dear Redeemer's breast ; 
To his glorious, great salvation, 
To his everlasting rest. 

4 For the joys he sets before thee, 
Bear a momentary pain ; 

Die, to live a life of glory, 
Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 

Hymn 419. L. M. 
g^| THOU eternal, glorious Lord, 
^J Thy gracious presence now afford; 
To all our souls thine influence bring, 
While of eternity we sing ! 

2 Eternity, stupendous theme ! 
Compared with which our life 's a dream ; 
Eternity ! O awful sound, 

>1VA deep where all our thoughts are drowned!" 

3 Eternity ! the dread abode 
And habitation of our God ! 
His glory fills the vast expanse, 
Beyond the reach of mortal sense. 

4 But an eternity there is, 

Of dreadful woe, or joyful bliss ; 
And, swift as time fufils its round, 
; We to eternity are bound. 

5 And is eternity so near ? 

And must we very soon be there ? 
Sinner,-^ah ! whither wilt thou flee, 
: Or how avoid eternity ? 

6 Canst thou for ever bear to dwell 
1 Ih all the fiery deeps of hell : — 



HYMN 420, 421. 535 

And is death nothing then to thee, — 
Death, and a dread eternity? 

7 Ye gracious souls, with joy look up, 
In Christ rejoice, your glorious hope; 
This everlasting bliss secures ; 
God, and eternity are yours. 

Hymn 420. CM. 

ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall; 
Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
And crow r n him Lord of all. 

3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget, 

The wormwood and the gall ; 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 O that with yonder sacred throng, 

We at his feet may fall ; 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

Hymn 421. CM. 

INFINITE excellence is thine, 
Thou lovely Prince of grace ! 
Thy uncreated beauties shine 
With never-failing rays. 



536 HYMN 422. 

2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 

Come bending at thy feet ; 
To thee their prayers and praise ascend, 
In thee their wishes meet. 

3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed, 

Delights the church around ; 
Sweetly the sacred odours spread 
Through all Immanuel's ground. 

4 Millions of happy spirits live 

On thy exhaustless store ; 
From thee they all their bliss receive, 
And still thou givest more. 

5 Thou art their triumph and their joy ; 

They find their all in thee : 
Thy glories will their tongues employ 
Through all eternity. 

6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 

That I shall mount on high ; 
And view thy matchless beauties there, 
With never-ceasing joy ? 

Hymn 422. C. M. 

THERE is a fountain filled with blood, 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins : 
And sinners plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there may I, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved to sin no more. 



HYMN 423, 424. 537 

E'er since by faith I saw the stream, 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 

And shall be till I die. 

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 

I'll sing thy power to save ; 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 

Lies silent in the grave. 

Hymn 423. L. M. 

JESUS, my Lord, my soul's delight, 
For thee I long, for thee I pray ; 
Amid the shadows of the night, 

Amid the business of the day. 
When shall I see thy smiling face, 

That face which I have often seen ; 
Arise, thou Sun of righteousness, 

And burst the clouds that intervene. 
Thou art the glorious gift of God, 

To sinners weary and distrest ; 
The first of all his gifts bestowed ; 

And certain pledge of all the rest. 
Could I but say, " This gift is mine," 

I'd tread the world beneath my feet ; 
No more at poverty repine, 

Nor envy sinners rich and great. 
The precious jewel I would keep, 

And lodge it deep within my heart, 
At home, abroad, awake, asleep, 

It never shall from thence depart ! 

Hymn 424. 7's. 

GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine ! 
Let thy light within me shine, 
All my guilty fears remove, 
Fill me full of heaven and love. 



538 HYMN 425. 

2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me. 
Set the burdened sinner free ; 
Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
Wash me in his precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart ; 
Seal salvation on my heart ; 
Breathe thyself into my breast, 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from thee stray, 
Keep me in the narrow way ; 
Fill my soul with joy divine, 
Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 

Hymn 425. CM. 

WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by 
night, 
All seated on the ground, 
The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread 

Had seized their troubled mind ; 
" Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
To you and all mankind. 

3 " To you, in Bethlehem, this day, 

Is born of David's line, 
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
And this shall be the sign. 

4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find. 

To human view displayed, 
All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 

Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels praising God, who thus 
Addressed their joyful song ; 



HYMN 426, 427. 539 

6 " Ail glory be to God on high, 
And to the earth be peace ; 
Good will henceforth, from heaven to men 
Begin, and never cease." 

Hymn 426. 7's. 

NOW begin the heavenly theme, 
Sing aloud in Jesus' name ! 
Ye, who his salvation prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
As to Canaan on ye move, 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; 
Banish all your guilty fears ; 

See your guilt and curse remove, 
Cancelled by redeeming love. 

4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
Willing slaves to death and sin, 
Now from bliss no longer rove, 
Stop, and taste redeeming love. 

5 Welcome all, by sin opprest, 
Welcome to his sacred rest ; 
Nothing brought him from above, 
Nothing but redeeming love. 

6 When his Spirit leads us home, 
When we to his glory come, 
We shall all the fulness prove 
Of our Lord's redeeming love. 

Hymn 427. L. M. 

npO God, my Saviour, and my King, 
-"•- Fain would my soul her tribute bring ; 
Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, 
For ye have known and felt his grace. 



540 HYMN 428. 

2 Wretched and helpless once I lay, 
Just breathing all my life away ; 
He saw me weltering in my blood, 
And felt the pity of a God. 

3 With speed he flew to my relief, 

Bound up my wounds, and soothed my grief; 
Poured joys divine into my heart, 
And bade each anxious fear depart. 

4 These proofs of love, my dearest Lord ! 
Deep in my breast I will record : 

The life, which I from thee receive, 
To thee, behold, I freely give. 

5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, 
Through the remainder of my days : 
And, when I join the powers above, 

My soul shall better sing thy love. 

Hymn 428. CM. 

THE Saviour calls — let every ear 
Attend the heavenly sound ; 
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
Hope smiles reviving round. 

2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 

Here streams of bounty flow : 
And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
To banish mortal woe. 

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 

To ease your every pain : 
(Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
Nor shall you thirst in vain. 

4 Ye sinners, come— 'tis mercy's voice, 

The gracious call obey : 
Mercy invites to heavenly joys— 
And can you yet delay ? 



HYMN 429, 430. 541 

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; 
To thee let sinners fly, 
And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
And drink, and never die. 

Hymn 429. L. M c 

OF all the joys we mortals know, 
Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest ! 
Love, the best blessing here below, 
The nearest image of the blest. 

2 While we are held in thy embrace, 

There 's not a thought attempts to rove : 
Each smile upon thy beauteous face 
Fixes, and charms, and fires our love. 

3 While of thy absence we complain, 

And long, or weep in all we do, 
There 's a strange pleasure in the pain ; 
And tears have their own sweetness too. 

4 When round thy courts by day we rove, 

Or ask the watchmen of the night 
For some kind tidings of our love, 
Thy very name creates delight. 

5 Jesus, our God, yet rather come ! 

Our eyes would dwell upon thy face : 
^Tis best to see our Lord at home, 
And feel the presence of his grace. 

Hymn 430. L. M. D. 

4 WAY my unbelieving fear 1 
-£*- Let fear in me no more have place ; 
My Saviour doth not yet appear ; 

He hides the brightness of his face. 
But shall I therefore let him go, 

And basely to the tempter yield ? 
No, in the strength of Jesus, no ! 
I never will give up my shield. 
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542 HYMN 431. 

2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 

Although the olive yield no oil, 
The withering fig-tree droop and die, 

The field illude the tiller's toil — 
The empty stall no herd afford — 

And perish all the bleating race, 
Yet I will triumph in the Lord ! 

The God of my salvation praise ! 

3 Away, each unbelieving fear ! 

Let fear to cheering hope give place ; 
My Saviour will at length appear, 

And show the brightness of his face : 
Though now my prospects all be crossed, 

My blooming hopes cut off I see ; 
Still will I in my Jesus trust, 

Whose boundless love can reach to me. 

4 In hope — believing against hope — 

His promised mercy will I claim ; 
His gracious word shall bear me up, 

To seek salvation in his name ; 
Soon, my dear Saviour, bring it nigh ! 

My soul shall then outstrip the wind, 
On wings of love mount up on high, 

And leave the world, and sin behind. 

Hymn 431. 8, 7. 

JESUS ! full of all compassion, 
Hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; 
Let me know thy great salvation : 
See ! I languish, faint, and die. 

2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
Overwhelmed with helpless grief, 
Prostrate at thy feet repenting, 
Send, oh, send me quick relief! 



HYMN 431. 543 

3 Whither should a wretch be flying, 

But to him who comfort gives? 
Whither, from the dread of dying, 
But to him who ever lives ? 

4 While I view thee, wounded, grieving, 

Breathless, on the cursed tree, 
Fain I'd feel my heart believing 
That thou sufferedst thus for me. 

5 With thy righteousness and Spirit, 

I am more than angels blest ; 
Heir with thee, all things inherit, 
Peace, and joy, and endless rest. 

6 Without thee, the world possessing. 

I should be a wretch undone ; 
Search through heaven, the land of blessing, 
Seeking good, and finding none. 

7 Hear then, blessed Saviour, hear me ! 

My soul cleaveth to the dust ; 
Send the Comforter to cheer me ; 
Lo ! in thee I put my trust. 

8 On the word thy blood hath sealed, 

Hangs my everlasting all : 
Let thy arm be now revealed ; 
Stay, O stay me, lest I fall ! 

9 In the world of endless ruin, 

Let it never, Lord, be said, 
" Here 's a soul that perished suing 
For the boasted Saviour's aid !" 

10 Saved ! — the deed shall spread new glory 

Through the shining realms above ! 
Angels sing the pleasing story, 
AH enraptured with thy love ! 



544 HYMN 432. 

Hymn 432. Vs. 

FESUS I lover of my soul, 
** Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the raging billows roll, 

While the tempest still is high ! 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past ; 
Safe into the haven guide ; 

receive my soul at last* 

2 Other refuge have I none, 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me ; 
All my trust on thee is staid, 

AH my help from thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; 

All in all in thee I find ! 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind ! 
Just and holy is thy name, 

1 am all unrighteousness, 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 

Grace to pardon all my sin : 
Let the healing streams abound ; 

Make and keep me pure within ; 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of thee ; 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity. 



HYMN 433. 545 

Hymn 433. 7, 6, 8. 

JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain, like Peter, weep j 
Let me be by grace restored, 

On me be all its freeness shown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, 

Repentance to impart, 
Give me, through thy dying love. 

The humble contrite heart : 
Give, what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy love unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 See me, Saviour, from above, 

Nor suffer me to die ; 
Life, and happiness, and love, 

Smile in thy gracious eye ; 
Speak the reconciling word, 

And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

4 Look, as when thy pitying eye 

Was closed, that we might live ; 
" Father (at the point to die, 

My Saviour gasped,) Forgive !" 
Surely with that dying word, 

He turns, and looks, and cries, " 'Tis done! v 
O my loving, bleeding Lord, 

This breaks my heart of stone. 
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546 HYMN 434. 

Hymn 434. P.M. 
<OME, every pious heart, 
That loves the Saviour's name, 
Your noblest powers exert, 
To celebrate his fame : 
Tell all above, and all below, 
The debt of love to him you owe. 

2 Such was his zeal for God, 
And such his love for you, 
He nobly undertook 
What Gabriel could not do : 

His every deed of love and grace 

All words exceed, and thoughts surpass. 

3 He left his starry crown, 
And laid his robes aside ; 

On wings of love came down, 
And wept, and bled, and died : 
What he endured O who can tell, 
To save our souls from death and hell ! 

4 From the dark grave he rose, 
The mansions of the dead ; 
And thence his mighty foes, 
In glorious triumph led : 

Up through the sky the conqueror rode, 
And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 

5 From thence he'll quickly come, 
His chariot will not stay, 

And bear our spirits home 

To realms of endless day : 
There shall we see his lovely face, 
And ever be in his embrace. 

6 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
The debt we owe thy love, 



HYMN 435, 436. 547 

Yet tell us how we may 

Our gratitude approve : 
Our hearts, our all, to thee we give ; 
The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 

Hymn 435. L. M. 

WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
What were his works from day to day, 
But miracles of power and grace, 
That spread salvation through our race ? 
Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view 
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; 
Let alms hestowed, let kindness done, 
Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 
The man who marks, from day to day, 
In generous acts his radiant way, 
Treads the same path his Saviour trod. 
The path to glory and to God. 

Hymn 436. 8,7. 

LOVE divine, all love excelling, 
Joy of heaven to earth come down ! 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 

All thy faithful mercies crown ; 
Jesus ! thou art all compassion, 

Pure, unbounded love thou art ; 
Visit us with thy salvation, 

Enter every longing heart ! 
Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit: 

Into every troubled breast ! 
Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find thy promised rest : 
Take away the love of sinning, 

Alpha and Omega be, 
End of faith, as its beginning, 

Set our hearts at liberty. 



548 HYMN 437, 438, 

3 Come, almighty to deliver, 

Let us now thy life receive! 
Suddenly return, and never, 

Never more thy temples leave ! 
Thee we would be always blessing, 

Serve thee as thine hosts above ; 
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 

Glory in thy precious love. 

4 Finish then thy new creation, 

Pure, unspotted may we be : 
Let us see our whole salvation 

Perfectly secured by thee ! 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place ; 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 

Hymn 437. CM. 

THE Lord descended from above 
And bowed the heavens most high ; 
And underneath his feet he cast 
The darkness of the sky. 

2 On cherub and on seraphim 

Full royally he rode; 
And on the wings of mighty winds, 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 

Their fury to restrain ; 
And he, as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 

Hymn 438. P.M. 

HARK the solemn trumpet sounding, 
Loud proclaims the jubilee; 
'Tis the voice of grace abounding, 
Grace to sinners rich and free : 



HYMN 439. 549 

Ye who know the joyful sound, 
Publish it to all around. 

2 Is the name of Jesus precious ? 

Does his love your spirits cheer ? 
Do you find him kind and gracious, 

Still removing doubt and fear ? 
Think that what he is to you ; 
Such he'll be to others too. 

3 Were you once at awful distance, 

Wandering from the fold of God ? 
Could no arm afford assistance, 

Nothing save but Jesus' blood ? 
Think how many still are found, 
Strangers to the joyful sound. 

4 Brethren, join in supplication, 

Join to plead before the Lord t 
9 Tis his arm that brings salvation, 

He alone can give the word : 
Father, let thy kingdom come, 
Bring thy wandering outcasts home. 

Hymn 439. L. M. 

Q WEET peace of conscience, heavenly 
^ guest ! 

Come fix thy mansion in my breast, 
Dispel my doubts, my fears control, 
And heal the anguish of my soul. 

2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere, 
Come, make your constant dwelling here ; 
Still let your presence cheer my heart, 
Nor sin compel you to depart. 

3 Thou God of hope, and peace divine, 
O make these sacred pleasures mine ! 
Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
And send the tokens of thy love. 



550 HYMN 440, 441. 

4 Then should mine eyes, without a tear, 
See death, with all his terrors near ; 
My heart should then in death rejoice, 
And raptures tune my faltering voice. 
Hymn 440. L. M. 

¥E sons of men with joy record 
The various wonders of the Lord ; 
And let his power and goodness sound 
Through all your tribes, the earth around. 

2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, 
Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, 
And stars that shine from pole to pole. 

3 Sing earth, in verdant robes arrayed, 

Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade ; 
Peopled with life of various forms, 
Fishes and fowls, and beasts and worms. 

4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
And think how wide its Maker reigns : 
That band remotest nations joins, 
And on each wave his goodness shines. 

5 But oh ! that brighter world above, 
Where lives and reigns incarnate Love ! 
God's only Son in flesh arrayed, 

For man a bleeding victim made. 

6 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar ; 
There in the world of praise adore : 
This theme demands an angel's lay, 
Demands an everlasting day. 

Hymn 441. L. M. 

NOT by the laws of innocence, 
Can Adam's sons arrive at heaven; 
New works can give us no pretence, 
To have our ancient sins forgiven. 



HYMN 442, 443. 551 

2 Not the best deeds that we have done, 

Can make a wounded conscience whole : 
Faith is the grace, and faith alone, 
That flies to Christ and saves the soul. 

3 Lord, I believe thy heavenly word, 

Fain would I have my soul renewed ; 
I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord, 
To have it pardoned and subdued. 

4 Oh, may thy grace its power display, 

Let guilt and death no longer reign ; 
Save me in thine appointed way, 
Nor let my humble faith be vain. 

Hymn 442. 8's. 

ETERNAL Spirit, source of light, 
Enlivening, consecrating fire, 
Descend, and, with celestial heat, 

Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire ; 
Our souls refine, our dross consume ! 
Come, condescending Spirit, come ! 

2 In our cold breasts, oh, strike a spark 

Of the pure flame which seraphs feel, 
Nor let us wander in the dark, 

Or lie benumbed and stupid still: 
Come, vivifying Spirit, come, 
And make our hearts thy constant home ! 

3 Let pure devotion's fervours rise ; 

Let every pious passion glow ; 
Oh, let the raptures of the skies, 

Kindle in our cold hearts below ! 
Come, condescending Spirit, come, 
And make our souls thy constant home ! 

Hymn 443. CM. 

HAIL, mighty Jesus, how divine, 
Is thy victorious sword ! 



552 HYMN 444. 

The stoutest rebel must resign, 
At thy commanding word. 

2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give, 

They pierce the hardest heart; 
Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, 
And joy succeeds to smart. 

3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh, 

Ride with majestic sway ; 
Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, 
And make thy foes obey. 

4 And when thy victories are complete, 

And all the chosen race 
Shall round the throne of mercy meet, 
To sing thy conquering grace ; 

5 O may my humble soul be found, 

Among that favoured band ; 
And I, with them, thy praise will sound, 
Throughout ImmanuePs land. 

Hymn 444. C. M. 

HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
The Saviour promised long ! 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 On him the Spirit, largely poured, 

Exerts his sacred fire; 
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love 
His holy breast inspire. 

3 He comes the prisoners to release, 

In Satan's bondage held, 
The gates of brass before him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

4 He comes from thickest films of vice, 

To clear the inward sight ; 



HYMN 445. 553 

And on the eyes obscured by sin, 
To pour celestial light. 

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure ; 
And with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

Hymn 445. C. M. 

LORD, when our raptured thought surveys 
Creation's beauties o'er, 
All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
And bid our souls adore. 

2 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord; 

In all thy works appear; 
And, O ! let man thy praise record, 
Man, thy distinguished care. 

3 From thee the breath of life he drew ; 

That breath thy power maintains : 
Thy tender mercy, ever new, 
His brittle frame sustains. 

4 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, 

Of reason's light possessed ; 
By revelation's brightest rays, 
Still more divinely blessed. 

5 Thy providence, his constant guard, 

When threatening woes impend, 
Or will th' impending dangers ward, 
Or timely succours lend. 

6 On us that providence has shone 

With gentle, smiling rays; 
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554 HYMN 446. 

O may our lips and lives make known 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

Hymn 446. CM. 
A LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, 
•£* Kind Guardian of my days, 
Thy mercies let my heart record 
In songs of grateful praise. 

2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame 

Was thy indulgent care ; 
Long ere I could pronounce thy name 
Or breathe the infant prayer. 

3 Around my path what dangers rose ! 

What snares spread all my road ! 
No power could guard me from my foes, 
But my preserver, God. 

4 How many blessings round me shone, 

Where'er I turned mine eye ! 
How many passed almost unknown, 
Or unregarded, by ! 

5 Each rolling year new favours brought 

From thy exhaustless store ; 
But ah ! in vain my labouring thought 
Would count thy mercies o'er. 

6 While sweet reflection, through my days 

Thy bounteous hand would trace ; 
Still dearer blessings claim thy praise, 
The blessings of thy grace. 

7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, 

For favours more divine j 
That I have known thy sacred word, 
Where all thy glories shine. 

8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, 

And every weakness dies, 



HYMN 447. 555 

Complete the wonders of thy grace, 
And raise me to the skies. 

Hymn 447. C. M. 

MORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
And chant the solemn lay ; 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 

2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 

And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran, 
And strung and tuned the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 

And loud the echo rolled ; 
The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
'Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 

Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 
And angels flew with eager joy, 
To bear the news to man. 

5 Wrapt in the silence of the night, 

Lay all the eastern world, 
When bursting, glorious, heavenly light 
The wondrous scene unfurled. 

6 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 

And glory leads the song : 
Good will and peace are heard throughout 
Th' harmonious, angel throng. 

7 O for a glance of heavenly love, 

Our hearts and songs to raise ; 
Sweetly to bear our souls above, 
And mingle with their lays ! 

8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 

" Glory to God on high ; 



556 HYMN 448, 449. 

Good will and peace are now complete, 
Jesus was born to die." 

9 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail ! 
Redeemer, brother, friend ! 
Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
Thy praise shall never end. 

Hymn 448. L. M. 

TO Jesus our exalted Lord, 
(Dear name, by heaven and earth adored !) 
Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
A cheerful song of sacred praise. 

2 But all the notes which mortals know, 
Are weak, and languishing, and low ; 
Far, far above our humble songs : 
The theme demands immortal tongues. 

3 Yet w 7 hile around his board we meet, 
And humbly worship at his feet : 

O let our warm affections move, 
In glad returns of grateful love ! 

4 Let faith our feeble senses aid, 

To see thy wondrous love displayed ; 
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, 
Thy dreadful, agonizing pains. 

5 Let humble penitential woe, 

With painful, pleasing anguish, flow; 
And thy forgiving love impart 
Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 

Hymn 449. S. M. 

AND will the Judge descend ? 
And must the dead arise ? 
And not a single soul escape 
His all-discerning eyes ? 



HYMN 450. 557 

2 And from his righteous lips 

Shall this dread sentence sound ; 
And through the numerous guilty throng, 
Spread black despair around ; 

3 ;i Depart from me, accursed, 

To everlasting flame, 
For rebel angels first prepared, 
Where mercy never came." 

4 How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that day, 
When earth and heaven, before his face, 
Astonished shrink away ? 

5 But ere that trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 
Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound, 
What joyful tidings spread ! 

6 Ye sinners seek his grace, 

Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
And find salvation there. 

7 So shall that curse remove, 

By which the Saviour bled ; 

And the last awful day shall pour 

His blessings on your head. 

Hymn 450. L. M. 

GREAT God ! thy everlasting praise 
Demands a flaming seraph's tongue ; 
Yet we our humbler notes would raise, 
To join the never-ending song. 

2 Praise, glorious God, to thee be paid, 
And never-ceasing honours given, 
That thou the way hast open laid, 
To guide our upward feet to heaven. 
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558 HYMN 451. 

3 Yet while we see the heavenly light 

Of gospel truth around us shine, 
May others learn to know aright 
Thy love and glory so divine. 

4 Let Jew, and Greek, and bond, and free, 

Sing the great wonders of thy love, 
Till every tribe and tongue shall be 
Ripe for immortal songs above. 

5 And may the wandering sailors, Lord, 

Look from their ocean-home, to thee ; 
And humbly bow to him, whose word 
Can calm the tumults of the sea. 

6 Then, when to other lands they bear 

The glorious gospel of thy Son, 
They'll be a living witness there 

To truths their happy souls have known. 

7 And O ! when life's rough storms are o'er, 

And dangers past, may they and we 
Land on the bright and peaceful shore 
Of ever blest eternity. 

Hymn 451. C. M. 

COME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
Come with your guilt and fear oppressed 
And make this last resolve : 

2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 

Hath like a mountain rose ; 
I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 

And there my guilt confess ; 
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
Without his sovereign grace. 



HYMN 452. 559 

" I'll to the gracious King approach, 

Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
Perhaps he may command my touch — 

And then the suppliant lives. 

" Perhaps he will admit my plea, 

Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
But if I perish, I will pray, 

And perish only there. 

" I can but perish if I go, 

I am resolved to try ; 
For if I stay away, I know 

I must for ever die." 

Hymn 452. C. M. 

"T^HEN any turn from Zion's way, 

* * (Alas what numbers do !) 

Methinks I hear my Saviour say, 

" Wilt thou forsake me too?" 

Ah, Lord ! with such a heart as mine, 

Unless thou hold me fast, 
I feel I must, I shall decline, 

And prove like them at last. 

Yet thou alone hast power, I know, 

To save a wretch like me ; 
To whom, or whither could I go, 

If I should turn from thee ? 

Beyond a doubt, I rest assured, 

Thou art the Christ of God ; 
Who hast eternal life secured, 

By promise and by blood. 

No voice but thine can give me rest, 

And bid my fears depart ; 
No love but thine can make me blest, 

And satisfy my heart. 



560 HYMN 453, 454. 

6 What anguish has this question stirred, 
"If I will also go?" 
Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, 
I humbly answer — no ! 

Hymn 453. CM. 

ETERNAL Source of light and grace, 
We hail thy sacred Name; 
Through every year's revolving round, 
Thy goodness is the same. 

2 On us, all worthless as we are, 

It wondrous mercy pours j 
Sure as the heavens' established course, 
And plenteous as the showers. 

3 Inconstant service we repay, 

And treacherous vows renew ; 
False as the morning's scattering cloud, 
And transient as the dew. 

4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn, 

And loud implore thy grace, 
To bear our feeble footsteps on, 
In all thy righteous ways. 

5 Armed with this energy divine, 

Our souls shall steadfast move ; 
And with increasing transports press 
On to thy courts above. 

6 So by thy power the morning sun 

Pursues his radiant way ; 
Brightens each moment in his race, 
And shines to perfect day. 

Hymn 454. CM. 
Q WEET was the time, when first I felt 
^ The Saviour's pardoning blood, 
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
And bring me home to God. 



HYMN 455. 561 

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, 

His praises tuned my tongue ; 
And when the evening shades prevailed, 
His love was all my song. 

3 (In vain the tempter spread his wiles, 

The world no more could charm ; 
I lived upon my Saviour's smiles, 
And leaned upon his arm.) 

4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, 

And saw his glory shine ; 
And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 

5 But now — when evening shade prevails, 

Mv soul in darkness mourns : 
And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

6 My prayers are now a chattering noise, 

For Jesus hides his face ; 
I read — the promise meets my eyes — 
But will not reach my case. 

7 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 

O make my soul thy care ; 
I know thy mercy cannot fail, 
Let me that mercy share. 

Hymn 455. 7,6. 

~0 ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
-B-^ Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things, 

Towards heaven, thy native place : 
Sun, and moon, and stars decay : 

Time shall soon this earth remove : 
Rise, my soul, and haste away, 

To seats prepared above. 



562 HYMN 456. 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course; 
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 

Both speed them to their source : 
So a soul that 's born of God, 

Pants to view his glorious face ; 
Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 

Press onward to the prize ; 
Soon our Saviour will return, 

Triumphant in the skies. 
Yet a season, and, you know, 

Happy entrance will be given; 
All our sorrows left below, 

And earth exchanged for heaven. 

Hymn 456. 6, 4. 

COME, thou almighty King, 
Help us thy name to sing, 
Help us to praise ! 
Father all glorious, o'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, ancient of days. 

2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
Scatter our enemies, 

And make them fall ! 
Let thine almighty aid, our sure defence be 

made; 
Our souls on thee be staid ; Lord, hear our call ! 

3 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword ; 

Our prayer attend ! 
Come, and thy people bless, and give thy word 

success ; 
Spirit of holiness, on us descend ! 



HYMN 457, 458. 563 

4 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear, 

In this glad hour ! 
Thou, who almighty art, now rule in every 

heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 

5 To the great One in Three, 
The highest praises be, 

Hence evermore! 
His sovereign majesty, may we in glory see 
And to eternity, love and adore ! 

Hymn 457. 8's & 7's. 

COME, thou long expected Jesus, 
Born to set thy people free ; 
From our fears and sins release us, 

Let us find our rest in thee : 
Israel's Strength and Consolation, 
Hope of all the saints thou art ; 
Dear Desire of every nation, 
Joy of every longing heart. 

2 Born, thy people to deliver ; 

Born a child — and yet a King ; 
Born to reign in us for ever, 

Now thy precious kingdom bring : 
By thine own eternal Spirit, 

Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Raise us to thy glorious throne. 

Hymn 458. 8's & 7's. 

GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
Zion, city of our God ! 
He whose word cannot be broken, 
Formed thee for his own abode : 



564 HYMN 459. 

On the Rock of Ages founded — 
What can shake thy sure repose ? 

With salvation's walls surrounded, 
Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 

2 See the streams of living waters, 

Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply thy sons and daughters, 

And all fear of want remove : 
Who can faint, while such a river, 

Ever flows their thirst t* assuage ? 
Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 

Never fails from age to age. 

3 Round each habitation hovering, 

See the cloud and fire appear ! 
For a glory and a covering, 

Showing that the Lord is near : 
Thus deriving from their banner, 

Light by night, and shade by day ; 
Safe they feed upon the manna, 

Which he gives them, when they pray. 

Hymn 459. CM. 

STERN winter throws his icy chains, 
Encircling nature round ; 
How bleak, how comfortless the plains, 
Late with gay verdure crowned ! 

2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, 

And light and warmth depart ; 
And drooping, lifeless nature seems 
An emblem of my heart. 

3 My heart, where mental winter reigns, 

In night's dark mantle clad ; 
Confined in cold inactive chains, 
How desolate and sad ! 



HYMN 460. 565 

4 Return, O blissful Sun, and bring, 

Thy soul reviving ray ; 
This mental winter shall be spring, 
This darkness cheerful day. 

5 O happy state — divine abode, 

Where spring eternal reigns, 
And perfect day, the smile of God, 
Fills all the heavenly plains. 

6 Great Source of light, thy beams display, 

My drooping joys restore ; 
And guide me to the seats of day, 
Where winter frowns no more. 

Hymn 460. L. M. 
|^ REAT God, we sing thy mighty hand, 
^-* By which supported still we stand ! 
The opening year thy mercy shows ; 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 
Still we are guarded by our God ; 
By his incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsels led. 

3 With grateful hearts, the past we own ; 
The future — all to us unknown, 

We to thy guardian care commit, 
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depressed, 

Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; 
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
Adored through all our changing days. 

5 When death shall interrupt our songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
Our helper, God, in whom we trust, 
In better worlds our souls shall boast. 

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566 HYMN 461, 462. 

Hymn 461. 7's. 

LORD, we come before thee now 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
O do not our suit disdain ! 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion, now descend : 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Send some message from thy word, 
That may joy and peace afford ; 
Let thy Spirit now impart, 

Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those who are cast down, lift up, 
Make them strong in faith and hope. 

6 Grant that all may seek, and find 
Thee a God supremely kind : 
Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 

Hymn 462. P.M. 

SAY, should we search the globe around, 
Where can such happiness be found, 
As dwells in this much-favoured land ? 
Here plenty reigns ; here freedom sheds 
Her choicest blessings on our heads : 
By God supported, still we stand. 



HYMN 463. 567 

Here commerce spreads her ample store ; 
Which comes from every foreign shore ; 

Science and arts their charms display ; 
Religion teaches us to raise 
Our voices in our Maker's praise, 

As truth and conscience point the way. 

These are thy gifts, Almighty King ! 
From thee our matchless blessings spring ; 

Th' extended shade, the fruitful skies, 
The raptures liberty bestows, 
The eternal joys the gospel shows, 

All from thy boundless goodness rise. 

With grateful hearts, with cheerful tongues, 
To God we raise united songs ; 

His power and mercy we proclaim ; 
And still, through every age shall own 
Jehovah here hath fixed his throne, 

And triumph in his mighty name. 

Long as the moon her course shall run, 
Or man behold the circling sun, 

Do thou amidst our nation reign ; 
Still crown her counsels with success, 
With peace and joy her borders bless, 

And all her sacred rites maintain. 

Hymn 463. 8,7,4. 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
Let us each, thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
Oh, refresh us ! 
Travelling through this wilderness. 

Thanks we give, and adoration, 
For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 



568 HYMN 464. 

May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 
May thy presence 
With us evermore be found* 

3 So, whene'er the signal 's given, 
Us from earth to call away ; 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 
May we, ready, 
Rise, and reign in endless day ! 

Hymn 464. 8, 8, 6. 

"V1THEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt 

* ™ come 

To fetch thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die* 
Be found at thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet among them now, 
Before thy gracious feet to bow, 

Though vilest of them all ; 
But can I bear the piercing thought ? 
What if my name should be left out, 

When thou for them shalt call ? 

3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ; 

Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place, 

In this th' accepted day ; 
Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, 
To still my unbelieving fear ; 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

4 Let me among thy saints be found, 
Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound, 

To see thy smiling face ; 



HYMN 465. 569 

Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
With shouts of sovereign grace. 
Hymn 465. 6, 4. 

GLORY to God on high ! 
Let earth and skies reply, 
Praise ye his name ; 
His love and grace adore, 
Who all our sorrows bore : 
Sing loud for evermore, 
Worthy the Lamb. 

Jesus our Lord and God, 
Bore sin's tremendous load, 

Praise ye his name ; 
Tell what his arm hath done, 
What spoils from death he won : 
Sing his great name alone, 

Worthy the Lamb. 
While they around the throne 
Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising his name ; 
Those who have felt his blood 
Sealing their peace with God, 
Sound his dear fame abroad, 

Worthy the Lamb. 
Join, all ye ransomed race, 
Our holy Lord to bless ; 

Praise ye his name ; 
In him we will rejoice, 
And make a joyful noise, 
Shouting with heart and voice, 

Worthy the Lamb. 
What though we change our place, 
Yet we shall never cease 

Praising his name : 
3b2 



570 HYMN 466, 467. 

To him our songs we bring, 
Hail him our gracious King, 
And without ceasing sing, 
Worthy the Lamb. 

6 Then let the hosts above, 
In realms of endless love, 

Praise his dear name : 
To him ascribed be 
Honour and majesty, 
Through all eternity ; 

Worthy the Lamb. 

Hymn 466. 8's. 

THIS God is the God we adore, 
Our faithful unchangeable friend ; 
Whose love is as large as his power, 
And neither knows measure nor end : 

2 'Tis Jesus the first and the last, 

Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home : 
We'll praise him for all that is past, 
And trust him for all that ? s to come. 

Hymn 467. 7's. 

^J WELL the anthem, raise the song; 
^ Praises to our God belong ; 
Saints and angels join to sing, 
Praise to heaven's Almighty King. 

2 Blessings from his liberal hand, 
Pour around this happy land ; 
Let our hearts beneath his sway, 
Hail the bright, triumphant day. 

3 Now to thee our joys ascend, 
Thou hast been our heavenly friend : 
Guarded by thy mighty power, 
Peace and freedom bless our shore. 



HYMN 468. 571 

Here, beneath a virtuous sway, 
May we cheerfully obey ; 
Never feel a tyrant's rod, 
Ever own and worship God. 
Hark ! the voice of nature sings, 
Praises to the King of kings ; 
Let us join the choral song, 
And the heavenly notes prolong. 

Hymn 468. CM. 

LO ! I behold the scattering shades, 
The dawn of heaven appears ; 
The sweet, immortal morning spreads 
Its blushes round the spheres. 

I see the Lord of glory come, 

And flaming guards around; 
The skies divide to make him room, 

The trumpet shakes the ground. 

I hear the voice, " Ye dead, arise !" 

And lo, the graves obey ; 
The waking saints, with joyful eyes, 

Salute th' expected day. 

They leave the dust, and on the wing, 

Rise on the midway air ; 
In shining garments meet their King, 

And low adore him there. 

Oh, may our humble spirits stand 

Among them, clothed in white ! 
The meanest place at his right hand 

Is infinite delight. 

How will our joy and wonder rise, 

When our returning King 
Shall bear us homeward through the skies, 

On love's triumphant wing ! 



572 HYMN 469, 470. 

Hymn 469. L. M. 

"VJLTHAT scenes of horror and of dread, 

* * Await the sinner's dying bed ! 
Death's terrors all appear in sight, 
Presages of eternal night. 

2 His sins in dreadful order rise, 
And fill his soul with sad surprise ; 
Mount Sinai's thunder stuns his ears, 
And not one ray of hope appears. 

3 Not so the heir of heavenly bliss ; 
His soul is filled with conscious peace; 
A steady faith subdues his fear ; 

He sees the happy Canaan near. 

4 His mind is tranquil and serene ; 
No terrors in his looks are seen; 

His Saviour's smile dispels the gloom, 
And smooths his passage to the tomb. 

5 Lord, make my faith and love sincere ; 
My judgment sound, my conscience clear ; 
And when the toils of life are past, 

May I be found in peace at last. 

Hymn 470. L. M. 

WHILE on the verge of life I stand, 
And view the scene on either hand, 
My spirit struggles with the clay, 
And longs to wing its flight away. 

2 Come, ye angelic guardians, come, 
And lead the willing pilgrim home ; 
Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, 
Source of my joys, and of your own. 

3 The blissful interview, how sweet ! 
To fall transported at his feet ; 
Raised in his arms to view his face, 
Through the full beamings of his grace* 



HYMN 471, 472. 573 

4 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, 
I'll wait thy signal for my flight ; 
For, while thy service I pursue, 
I find my heaven begun below. 

Hymn 471- CM. 

SOVEREIGN of life, I own thy hand 
In every chastening stroke ; 
And while I smart beneath thy rod, 
Thy presence I invoke. 

2 To thee in my distress I cried, 

And thou hast bowed thine ear ; 
Thy powerful word my life prolonged, 
And brought salvation near. 

3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, 

That, with the pious throng, 
I may record my solemn vows, 
And tune my grateful song. 

4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand 

Renews our labouring breath ; 
Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 
Triumphant e'en in death. 

5 My God, in thine appointed hour, 

Those heavenly gates display, 
Where pain and sin, and fear and death, 
For ever flee away. 

6 There, while the nations of the blest, 

With raptures bow around, 
My anthems to delivering grace, 
In sweeter strains shall sound. 
Hymn 472. CM. 

SEE, gracious God, before thy throne* 
Thy mourning people bend ! 
^Tis on thy sovereign grace alone, 
Our humble hopes depend. 



574 HYMN 473. 

2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand, 

Thy dreadful power display ; 
Yet mercy spares this guilty land, 
And still we live to pray. 

3 What numerous crimes increasing rise, 

Through this apostate land ! 
What land so favoured of the skies, 
Yet thoughtless of thy hand ? 

4 How changed, alas ! are truths divine, 

For error, guilt, and shame ! 
What impious numbers, bold in sin, 
Disgrace the Christian name ! 

5 Regardless of thy smile or frown, 

Their pleasures they require ; 
And sink with gay indifference down 
To everlasting fire. 

6 Oh, turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, 

By rich and sovereign grace s 
Then shall our hearts obey thy word, 
And humbly seek thy face. 

7 Then should insulting foes invade, 

We shall not sink in fear ; 
Secure of never-failing aid, 
If God, our God is near. 

Hymn 473. L. M. 

ALMIGHTY Sovereign of the skies, 
To thee let songs of gladness rise ; 
Each grateful heart its tribute bring, 
And every voice thy goodness sing. 

2 From thee our choicest blessings flow, 
Life, health, and strength thy hands bestow ; 
The daily good thy creatures share, 
Springs from thy providential care. 



HYMN 474. 575 

3 The rich profusion nature yields, 
The harvest waving o'er the fields, 
The cheering light, refreshing shower, 
Are gifts from thy exhaustless store. 

4 At thy command the vernal bloom 
Revives the world from winter's gloom ; 
The summer's heat the fruit matures, 
And autumn all her treasures pours. 

5 From thee proceed domestic ties, 
Connubial bliss, parental joys ; 
On thy support the nations stand, 
Obedient to thy high command. 

6 Let every power of heart and tongue, 
Unite to swell the grateful song ; 
While age and youth in chorus join, 
And praise the majesty divine. 

Hymn 474. 6,8. 
WAKE, our drowsy souls, 
Shake off each slothful band ; 
The wonders of this day 
Our noblest songs demand : 
Auspicious morn ! thy blissful rays, 
Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise. 

At thy approaching dawn, 

Reluctant death resigned 

The glorious Prince of life, 

In dark domains confined: 
Th' angelic host around him bends, 
And 'midst their shouts, the God ascends. 

All hail, triumphant Lord, 
Heaven with hosannas rings ; 
While earth, in humble strains, 
Thy praise responsive sings ; 



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576 HYMN 475. 

Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, 
Through endless years to live and reign. 

4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, 
Ascend thy conquering car, 
While justice, truth, and love 
Maintain the glorious war : 

Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread ! 
And sin and hell in triumph lead. 

5 Make bare thy potent arm, 
And wing th' unerring dart, 
With salutary pangs, 

To each rebellious heart ; 
Then dying souls for life shall sue, 
Numerous as drops of morning dew. 

Hymn 475. 10's & ll's. 

BEGONE, unbelief! my Saviour is near, 
And for my relief, will surely appear : 
By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform; 
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 

2 Though dark be my way, since he is my 

guide, 
'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide : 
Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all 

fail, 
The word he has spoken, shall surely prevail. 

3 His love, in time past, forbids me to think 
He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, 
Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite 

through. 

4 Why should I complain of want and distress*, 
Temptation or pain ? — he told me no less : 



HYMN 476, 477. 577 

The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, 
Through much tribulation, must follow their 
Lord. 

5 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
The bitter is sweet, the medicine food : 
Though painful at present, 'twill cease before 

long, 
And then, O how pleasant the conqueror's 

song ! 

Hymn 476. L. M. 

f^ REAT God, we view thy chastening hand, 
^-* That turns to brass our fertile land ; 
Thy clouds withhold their rich supplies, 
And parched nature faints and dies. 

2 Revive our withering fields with rain, 
Let fruitful showers descend again ; 
On thee, alone, our hopes rely, 
Lord, hear our humble, earnest cry. 

3 Then shall the withering corn arise, 
And wave its homage to the skies ; 
And with loud praises we will own, 
Our hopes depend on thee alone. 

Hymn 477. CM. 

THROUGH all the downward tracts of 
time, 
God's watchful eye surveys ; 
O ! who so wise to choose our lot, 
And regulate our ways ? 

2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, 

Unmeasurably kind ; 
To his unerring, gracious will, 
Be every wish resigned. 

3 Good when he gives, supremely good, 

Nor less, when he denies ; 
3c 



578 HYMN 478, 479. 

E'en crosses from his sovereign hand. 

Are blessings in disguise. 
4 In thy fair book of life divine, 

My God, inscribe my name; 
There let it fill some humble place, 

Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 

Hymn 478. 8,7,4. 

COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit, 
Bless the sower and the seed : 
Let each heart thy grace inherit, 
Raise the weak, the hungry feed : 

From the gospel 
Now supply thy people's need. 
2 O may all enjoy the blessing, 

Which thy words design to give ; 
Let us all, thy love possessing 
Joyfully the truth receive ; 

And for ever 
To thy praise and glory live. 

Hymn 479. L. M. 

AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
He justly claims a song from thee, 
His loving-kindness, O how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate, 
His loving-kindness, O how great ; 

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along, 

His loving-kindness, O how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, 



HYMN 480. 579 

He near my soul has always stood, 
His loving-kindness, O how good ! 

Often I feel my sinful heart, 
Prone from my Saviour to depart ; 
But though I oft have him forgot, 
His loving-kindness changes not. 

Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 
O ! may my last expiring breath, 
His loving-kindness sing in death ! 

Then let me mount and soar away, 
To the bright world of endless day, 
And sing with rapture and surprise, 
His loving-kindness in the skies. 

Hymn 480. CM. 

WHEN languor and disease invade 
This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
And long to fly away. 

Sweet to look inward, and attend 

The whispers of his love : 
Sweet to look upward, to the place 

Where Jesus pleads above. 

Sweet to look back, and see my name 

In life's fair book set down ; 
Sweet to look forward, and behold 

Eternal joys my own. 

Sweet to reflect how grace divine 

My sins on Jesus laid ; 
Sweet to remember that his blood 

My debt of suffering paid. 

Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 
Which saves from second death ; 



580 HYMN 481. 

Sweet to experience, day by day, 
His Spirit's quickening breath. 

6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, 

Whose love can never end ; 
Sweet on his covenant of grace, 
For all things to depend. 

7 Sweet in the confidence of faith, 

To trust his firm decrees ; 
Sweet to lie passive in his hands, 
And know no will but his. 

8 If such the sweetness of the streams, 

What must the fountain be ; 
Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
Immediately from thee ! 

Hymn 481. L. M. 

COME, ye who know the Saviour's love, 
And his indulgent mercies prove : 
In cheerful songs his praise express, 
For he'll not leave you comfortless. 

2 He ever acts the Saviour's part, 
With strong compassions in his heart ; 
The least and weakest saint he'll bless, 
Nor will he leave him comfortless. 

3 His wisdom, goodness, power, and care, 
They largely, sweetly, daily share ; 

He will their every fear suppress, 
Nor will he leave them comfortless. 

4 While they sojourners are below, 
And travel through this world of woe, 
In storms and floods of deep distress, 
He will not leave them comfortless. 

5 So when they pass death's gloomy vale, 
And flesh and strength together fail, 



HYMN 482. 581 

Their dying lips shall then confess, 
He does not leave them comfortless. 

6 When they at last shall meet above, 
In the blest world of joy and love, 
Their raptured songs will then express, 
He has not left them comfortless. 

7 Thanks to thy name, our dearest Lord, 
For every promise in thy word ; 

But, O, with this our hearts impress, 
" I will not leave you comfortless." 

Hymn 482. CM. 

JESUS, how bright his glory shines, 
In all his works above ; 
On earth his kind and wise designs 
His church and people love. 

2 He plans the temple of the Lord, 

And all the building rears ; 
And be his holy name adored, 
He all the glory bears. 

3 The vast materials, lo ! he forms, 

Nor love nor power he spares ; 
He guards the building from all harms, 
And all the glory bears. 

4 In this blest building, may my soul 

A living stone appear ; 
And he, the builder of the whole, 
Shall all the glory bear. 

5 No, — not a stone shall be removed, 

Which his dear hand has laid ; 
Throughout the whole his glory showed, 
And all his grace displayed. 

6 When he the topmost stone shall bring 

To heaven, to see him there, 
3c2 



582 HYMN 483, 484. 

We shall the builder's praises sing, 
And he the glory bear. 

Hymn 483. L. Ml 

^OL^HY droops my soul with grief opprest ? 

* * Why these wild tumults in my breast ? 
Is there no balm to heal my wound ? 

No kind physician to be found f 

2 Yes, in the gospel's faithful lines, 
Jehovah's boundless mercy shines ; 
There, drest in love, the Saviour stands, 
With pitying heart, and bleeding hands ! 

3 Raise to the cross thy weeping eyes ; 
Behold the Prince of Glory dies ! 
He dies, extended on the tree, 
Thence sheds a sovereign balm for me. 

4 Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie, 
Here to receive a cure or die ! 
But grace forbids that painful fear, 
Infinite grace, which triumphs here ! 

5 Dear Lord, extract this poisoned dart, 
Bind up and heal my broken heart ; 
With blooming health my face adorn, 
And change my gloomy night to morn. 

6 Expand, my soul, with holy joy, 
Hosannas be thy best employ ; 
Salvation thy eternal theme, 

And swell the son^ with Jesus' name. 

Hymn 484. L. M. 

llilTHERE is my Gcd ? does he retire 

* * Beyond the reach of humble sighs ? 
Are these weak breathings of desire, 

Too languid to ascend the skies ? 



HYMN 485. 583 

2 No, Lord ! my breathings of desire, 

My weak petitions, if sincere, 
Are not forbidden to aspire, 

But reach to thy all-gracious ear. 

3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye, 

See where the great Redeemer stands : 
The glorious Advocate on high, 
With precious incense in his hands. 

4 He smiles on every humble groan, 

He recommends each broken prayer ; 
Recline thy hope on him alone, 

Whose power and love forbid despair. 

5 Teach my weak heart, O gracious Lord, 

With stronger faith to call thee mine ; 
Bid me pronounce the blissful word, 
My Father, God, with joy divine. 

Hymn 485. L. M. 

GREAT God of glory, show thy face, 
And crown our efforts with thy grace ; 
In heathen lands thy gospel bless, 
And here secure its large increase. 

2 Let Jews and Gentiles, bond and free, 
Embrace salvation, Lord, by thee ; 
While those who now in darkness dwell, 
Deliverance sing from guilt and hell. 

3 Millions behold, on heathen ground, 
Who never heard the gospel's sound ; 
Oh, send it forth, and let it run, 
Swift and reviving as the sun. 

4 Oh, look on those, who stand to tell 
The way that leads from death and hell : 
Guide thou their lips, their hearts unite ; 
Teach them to act as in thy sight. 



584 HYMN 486, 487. 

5 To those who give, do thou impart, 
A generous, wise, and tender heart ; 
Lord, crown their zeal, reward their care, 
That in thy grace they all may share. 

6 Let many stand around thy throne, 
From different climes ; — let many own, 
The banner of the cross unfurled, 
Has saved from hell a ruined world. 

Hymn 486. CM. 

PEACE, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand, 
That blasts our joys in death ; 
Changes the visage once so dear, 
And gathers back our breath. 

2 'Tis he, the Potentate supreme 

Of all the worlds above, 
Whose steady counsels wisely rule, 
Nor from their purpose move. 

3 'Tis he, whose justice might demand 

Our souls a sacrifice, 
Yet scatters, with unwearied hand, 
A thousand rich supplies. 

4 Our covenant God and Father, he, 

In Christ, our bleeding Lord : 
Whose grace can heal the bursting heart, 
With one reviving word. 

5 Silent we own Jehovah's name ; 

We kiss his scourging hand ; 
And yield our comforts, and our life, 
To his supreme command. 

Hymn 487. S. M. 

PREPARE a thankful song, 
To the Redeemer's name ; 
Let his high praise employ each tongue, 
And every heart inflame ! 



HYMN 488. 585 

2 He laid his glory by, 

And bitter pains endured : 
That sinners of the deepest die, 
From wrath might be secured. 

3 Stretched on the cross he died, 

Our debt of sin to pay ; 
The blood and water from his side, 
Wash guilt and filth away. 

4 Pleading for us he stands, 

Before the Father's throne ; 
And answers all the law's demands, 
With what himself hath done. 

5 The Holy Ghost he sends, 

Our stubborn souls to move ; 
To make his enemies his friends, 
And conquer them by love. 

6 Assured that Christ our King, 

Will put our foes to flight ; 
We, on the field of battle, sing, 
And triumph while we fight. 

Hymn 488. S. M. 

ALMIGHTY Maker God ! 
How wondrous is thy name ! 
Thy glories how diffused abroad 
Through the creation's frame. 

2 Nature in every dress 

Her humble homage pays : 
And finds a thousand ways t' express 
Thine undissembled praise. 

3 My soul would rise and sing 

To her Creator too ; 
Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
And pay the worship due. 



586 HYMN 489, 490. 

4 Create my soul anew, 

Else all my worship 's vain ; 
This wretched heart will ne'er be true, 
Until 'tis formed again. 

5 Let joy and worship spend 

The remnant of my days, 
And to my God, my soul, ascend 
In sweet perfumes of praise. 

Hymn 489. L. M. 

LOOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
See Adam's race in ruin lie ; 
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, 
And scatters slaughtered heaps around. 

2 And can these mouldering corpses live ? 
And can these perished bones revive ? 
That, mighty God, to thee is known ; 
That wondrous work is all thy own. 

3 Thy ministers are sent in vain, 
To prophesy upon the slain ; 

In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 

4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 

Life spreads through all the realms of death : 
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice ; 
They move, they waken, they rejoice. 

5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound 

Shall shake the heavens and rend the ground, 
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise, 
And spring to life beyond the skies. 

Hymn 490. L. M. 

BRETHREN, beloved for Jesus' sake, 
A hearty welcome here receive ; 
May we together now partake 
The joys which he alone can give ! 



HYMN 491. 587 

2 May he, by whose kind care we meet, 
Send his good Spirit from above, 
Make our communications sweet, 

And cause our hearts to burn with love ! 

3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
When thus we meet to pray and praise ; 
We only wish to speak of him, 

And tell the wonders of his grace. 

4 We'll talk of all he did and said, 
His suffering and his dying love, 
The path he marked for us to tread, 
And how he triumphs now above. 

5 Thus as the moments pass away, 
We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
Then hasten on, the glorious day, 
When. we shall meet to part no more. 

Hymn 491. CM. 

HOW happy they who know the Lord, 
With whom he deigns to dwell ! 
He feeds and cheers them by his word, 
His arm supports them well. 

2 Wandering in sin, our souls he found, 

And bade us seek his face ; 
Gave us to hear the gospel sound, 
And taste the gospel grace. 

3 His presence sweetens all our cares, 

And makes our burdens light ; 
A word from him dispels our fears, 
And breaks the gloom of night. 

4 Lord, we expect to suffer here, 

Nor would we dare repine ; 
But give us still to find thee near, 
And own us still for thine. 



588 HYMN 492, 493. 

5 Let us enjoy and highly prize 
These tokens of thy love ; 
Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise, 
To worship thee above. 

Hymn 492. S. M. 

WITH humble heart and tongue, 
My God, to thee I pray ; 
Oh, make me learn while I am young, 
How I may cleanse my way. 

2 Make an unguarded youth 

The object of thy care ; 
Help me to choose the way of truth, 
And fly from every snare. 

3 My heart to folly prone, 

Renew by power divine ; 
Unite it to thyself alone, 
And make me wholly thine. 

4 Oh, let thy wbrd of grace 

My warmest thoughts employ ; 
Be this, through all my following days, 
My treasure and my joy. 

5 To what thy laws impart, 

Be my whole soul inclined ; 
Oh, let them dwell within my heart, 
And sanctify my mind. 

6 May thy young servant learn, 

By these to cleanse his way ; 
And may I here the path discern 
That leads to endless day. 

Hymn 493. CM. 

FATHER, behold, with gracious eyes, 
The souls before thy throne ! 
Who now present their sacrifice, 
And seek thee in thy Son. 



HYMN 494. 589 

2 Well pleased in him thyself declare, 

Thy pardoning love reveal; 
The peaceful answer of our prayer 
To every conscience seal. 

3 On me, on all, some gift bestow ; 

Some blessing now impart ; 
The seed of life eternal sow, 
In every waiting heart. 

4 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, 

And speak our sins forgiven ; 
And haste throughout the lump to spread 
The sanctifying leaven. 

5 Refresh us with a ceaseless shower 

Of graces from above, 
Till all receive the heart-felt power 
Of everlasting love. 

6 Kindle the flame of love within, 

Which may to heaven ascend; 
And now the work of grace begin, 
Which shall in glory end. 

Hymn 494. CM. 

OFOR a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free ! 
A heart that always feels thy blood, 
So freely shed for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek; 

My great Redeemer's throne ; 
Where only Christ is heard to speak ; 
Where Jesus reigns alone ! 

3 A heart in every thought renewed, 

And full of love divine ; 
Holy, and right, and pure, and good — 
A copy, Lord, of thine ! 
3d 



590 HYMN 495, 496. 

Hymn 495. L. M. 

THY piercing eye, O God, surveys 
The various windings of our ways : 
Teach us their tendency to know, 
And judge the paths in which we go. 

2 How wild, how crooked have they been ! 
A maze of foolishness and sin ! 

With all the light we vainly boast, 
Leaving our guide, our souls are lost. 

3 Had not thy mercy been our aid, 
So fatally our feet had strayed, 
Stern justice had its prisoners led 
Down to the chambers of the dead. 

4 O turn us back to thee again, 

Or we shall search our w r ays in vain ; 
Shine, and the path of life reveal, 
And bear us on to Zion's hill. 

5 Roll on, ye swift revolving years, 
And end this round of sins and cares ; 
No more a wanderer would I roam, 
But near my Father fix at home. 

Hymn 496. C. M. 

LET Zion's watchmen all awake, 
And take the alarm they give ; 
Now let them from the mouth of God, 
Their solemn charge receive. 

2 'Tis not a cause of small import 

The pastor's care demands ; 
But what might fill an angePs heart, 
And filled a Saviour's hands. 

3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord 

Did heavenly bliss forego 
For souls, which must for ever live 
In raptures, or in woe. 



HYMN 497, 498. 591 

1 All to the great tribunal haste, 
Th' account to render there ; 
And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults, 
Lord, how should we appear ? 

» May they that Jesus, whom they preach, 
Their own Redeemer see ; 
And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
That they may watch for thee. 

Hymn 497. L. M. 

FATHER of all, whose love profound 
A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy pardoning love extend ! 
Almighty Son, incarnate Word, 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy saving grace extend ! 
Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 
The soul is raised from sin and death, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy quickening power extend. 
Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son, 
Mysterious Godhead, Three in One! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. 

Hymn 498. 6,4. 

WE give immortal praise 
To God the Father's love, 
For all our comforts here, 
And all our hopes above ; 
He sent his own 

Eternal Son, 
To die for sins 

That man had done. 



592 HYMN 499. 

2 To God the Son belongs 

Immortal glory too, 
Who saved us by his blood 
From everlasting woe : 
And now he lives 

And now he reigns. 
And sees the fruit 
Of all his pains. 

3 To God the Spirit, praise 

And endless worship give, 
Whose new-creating power 
Makes the dead sinner live : 
His work completes 
The great design, 
And fills the soul 
With joy divine* 

4 Almighty God ! to thee 

Be endless honours done ; 
The sacred Persons Three, 
The Godhead only One : 
Where reason fails 

With all her powers, 
There faith prevails, 
And love adores* 

Hymn 499. 8,7,4. 

SINNERS, will you scorn the message 
Sent in mercy from above ? 
Every sentence O how tender ! 
Every line is full of love ; 
Listen to it — 
Every line is full of love. 

2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel, 

News from Zion's King proclaim 



HYMN 500. 593 

To each rebel sinner — " Pardon, 
Free forgiveness in his name :" 

How important ! 
Free forgiveness in his name. 

Tempted souls, they bring you succour ; 

Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; 
And with news of consolation, 

Chase away the falling tears : 
Tender heralds — 

Chase away the falling tears. 

False professors, grovelling worldlings, 

Callous hearers of the word, 
While the messengers address you, 

Take the warnings they afford ; 
We entreat you 

Take the warnings they afford. 

Who hath our report believed ? 

Who received the joyful word ? 
Who embraced the news of pardon 

Offered to you by the Lord ; 
Can you slight it, 

Offered to you by the Lord ? 

Hymn 500. 7's. 

SOVEREIGN grace hath power alone, 
To subdue a heart of stone ; 
And the moment grace is felt, 
Then the hardest heart will melt. 

When the Lord was crucified, 
Two transgressors with him died ; 
One, with vile blaspheming tongue, 
Scoffed at Jesus as he hung. 

Thus he spent his wicked breath, 
In the very jaws of death ; 
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594 HYMN 501. 

Perished as too many do. 
With the Saviour in his view. 

4 But the other, touched with grace, 
Saw the danger of bis case ; 
Faith received to own the Lord, 
Whom the scribes and priests abhorred. 

5 " Lord," he prayed, " remember me 
When in glory thou shalt be." 

" Soon with me," the Lord replies, 
" Thou shalt rest in paradise." 

6 This was wondrous grace indeed, 
Grace bestowed in time of need ! 
Sinners, trust in Jesus' name, 
You shall find him still the same. 

Hymn 501. 7>s. 

SINNER, art thou still secure ? 
Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? 
Can thv heart or hand endure, 
In the Lord's avenging day ? 

2 See, his mighty arm is bared ! 

Awful terrors clothe his brow ; 
For his judgments stand prepared ; 
Thou must either break or bow. 

3 At his presence nature shakes, 

Earth, affrighted, hastes to flee ; 
Solid mountains melt like wax, 
What will then become of thee? 

4 Who his coming may abide ? 

You that glory in your shame, 
Will you find a place to hide, 

When the world is wrapped in flame ? 

5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace ! 

Soon we must resign our breath ; 



HYMN 502, 503. 595 

And our soils be called to pass 
Through the iron gate of death. 
Hymn 502. C. M. 

COME, let our hearts and voices join, 
To praise the Saviour's name ; 
Whose truth and kindness are divine, 
Whose love 's a constant flame. 

When most we need his gracious hand, 

This Friend is always near ; 
With heaven and earth at his command, 

He waits to answer prayer. 

His love no end nor measure knows, 

No change can turn its course ; 
Immutably the same it flows, 

From one eternal source. 
When frowns appear to veil his face, 

And clouds surround his throne ; 
He hides the purpose of his grace, 

To make it better known. 
And when our dearest comforts fall 

Before his sovereign will, 
He never takes away our all ; 

Himself, he gives us still ! 

Our sorrows in the scale he weighs, 

And measures out our pains ; 
The wildest storm his word obeys, 

His word its rage restrains ! 

Hymn 503. L. M. 
"OTTHILE Sinai roars, and round the earth 
* * Thunder, and fire, and vengeance, flings, 
Jesus, thy dear expiring breath, 
And Calvary, say gentler things. 
Pardon, and grace, and boundless love, 
Streaming along a Saviour's blood ; 



596 HYMN 504, 

And life, and joys, and crowns above, 
Procured by our Redeeming God. 

3 Hark how he prays, (the charming sound 
Dwells on his dying lips) 'For give P 
And every groan, and gaping wound 
Cries, ' Father, let the rebels live P 

4 Go, you that rest upon the law, 
And toil, and seek salvation there ; 
Look to the flames that Moses saw, 
And shrink, and tremble, and despair. 

5 But I'll retire beneath the cross — 
Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie ; 

And the keen sword, that justice draws, 
Flaming and red shall pass me by. 

Hymn 504. L. M. 

^I/HHAT is our God, or what his name, 

▼ * Nor men can learn, nor angels teach ; 
He dwells concealed in radiant flame, 
Where neither eyes, nor thoughts can reach. 

2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light, 
Compared with him, how short they fall ! 
They are too dark, and he too bright ; 
Nothing are they, and God is all. 

3 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo ! 
Creation rose at his command ; 
Whirlwinds and seas their limits know, 
Bound in the hollow of his hand. 

4 There rests the earth, there roll the spheres, 
There nature leans, and feels her prop ; 
But his own self-sufficience bears 

The weight of his own glories up. 

5 The tide of creatures ebbs and flows, 
Measuring their changes by the moon : 



HYMN 505. 597 

No ebb his sea of glory knows ; 
His age is one eternal noon. 
J Then fly, my song, an endless round, 
The lofty tune let Gabriel raise : 
All nature dwell upon the sound ; 
But we can ne'er fulfil the praise. 

Hymn 505. 8, 7. 

LORD of every land and nation, 
Ancient of eternal days ! 
Sounded through the wide creation 
Be thy just and lawful praise. 

For the grandeur of thy nature, — 
Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; 

For created works of power, — 

Works with skill and kindness wrought ; 

For thy Providence, that governs 

Through thine empire's wide domain ; 

Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; 
Blessed be thy gentle reign. 

But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
Dark through brightness all along ; 

Thought is poor, and poor expression : 
Who dare sing that awful song ? 

Brightness of the Father's glory, 

Shall thy praise unuttered lie ? 
Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! 

Sing the Lord, who came to die. 

Did the angels sing thy coming ? 

Did the shepherds learn their lays ? 
Shame would cover me ungrateful, 

Should my tongue refuse to praise. 

From the highest throne in glory ! 
To the cross of deepest woe ! 



598 HYMN 506, 507. 

All to ransom guilty captives ! 
Flov/, my praise, for ever flow. 
8 Go, return, immortal Saviour ! 

Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 
Thence return, and reign for ever, 
Be the kingdom all thy own. 
Hymn 506. CM. 

WHILST thee I seek, protecting Power ! 
Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
And may this consecrated hour 
With better hopes be filled. 

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed, 

To thee my thoughts would soar : 
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life, how clear 

Thy ruling hand I see, 
Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
Because conferred by thee. 

4 In every joy that crowns my days, 

In every pain I bear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise, 
Or seek relief in prayer. 

5 When gladness wings my favoured hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gathering storm shall see ; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
That heart will rest on thee. 

Hymn 507. 8,7. 

HAIL ! my ever blessed Jesus, 
Only thee I wish to sing ; 



HYMN 508. 599 

To my soul thy name is precious, 
Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King. 

O what mercy flows from heaven ! 

O what joy and happiness ! 
Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 

I'm a miracle of grace. 

Once with Adam's race in ruin, 

Unconcerned in sin I lay ; 
Swift destruction still pursuing, 

Till my Saviour passed by. 

Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, 

My Redeemer's tenderness; 
Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 

I'm a miracle of grace. 

Shout, ye bright angelic choir, 

Praise the Lamb enthroned above ; 

Whilst astonished I admire, 

God's free grace, and boundless love. 

That blest moment I received him, 
Filled my soul with joy and peace : 

Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 
I'm a miracle of grace. 

Hymn 508. 6 L. M. 

"V^lTHEN gathering clouds around I view, 

* * And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On him I lean, who, not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain ; 
He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

If ought should tempt my soul to stray 
From heavenly virtue's narrow way, 
To fly the good I would pursue, 
Or do the sin I would not do, 



600 HYMN 509. 

Still he who felt temptation's power 
Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 

3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, 
And sore dismayed, my spirit dies, 
Yet he, who once vouchsafed to bear 
The sickening anguish of despair, 
Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, 
The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 

4 When, sorrowing, o'er some stone I bend, 
Which covers all that was a friend : 
And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
Divides me — for a little while, — 

Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, 
For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 

5 And O, when I have safely past 
Through every conflict — but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed, — for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away. 

Hymn 509. 8,7. 

ONE there is above all others, 
Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
His is love beyond a brother's, 
Costly, free, and knows no end. 

2 Which of all our friends, to save us, 

Could or would have shed his blood ? 
But this Saviour died to have us 
Reconciled in him to God. 

3 When he lived on earth abased, 

Friend of sinners was his name ; 
Now above all glory raised, 
He rejoices in the same. 



HYMN 510. 601 

4 O ! for grace our hearts to soften, 
Teacli us, Lord, at length to love ; 
We, alas ! forget too often, 
What a friend we have above. 

Hymn 510. P. M. 

REJOICE, the Lord is king, 
Your God and king adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore ; 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, 
The God of truth and love ; 
When he had purged our stains, 
He took his seat above ; 

Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 

The keys of death and hell 

Are to our Jesus given ; 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

4 He all his foes shall quell ; 
Shall all our sins destroy ; 
And every bosom swell 
With pure seraphic joy ; 

Lift up the heart, lift up the voice ; 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
Jesus the Judge shall come, 
And take his servants up 
To their eternal home ; 

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602 HYMN 511, 512. 

We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice ; 
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice. 

Hymn 511. L. M. 

THE mighty frame of glorious grace, 
That brightest monument of praise 
That e'er the God of Love designed, 
Employs and fills my labouring mind. 

2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, 
A burden for an angel's tongue : 
When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
He tunes and summons all his strings. 

3 Proclaim inimitable love : 
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
Puts off the beams of bright array, 
And veils the God in mortal clay. 

4 He, that distributes crowns and thrones, 
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans ; 
The Prince of Life resigns his breath j 
The King of Glory bows to death. 

5 But see the wonders of his power ! 
He triumphs in his dying hour : 
And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
He dashed the rising hopes of hell. 

6 Thus were the hosts of death subdued, 
And sin was drowned in Jesus blood : 
Then he arose ; he reigns above, 
And conquers sinners by his love. 

Hymn 512. P.M. 

YES, the Redeemer rose ; 
The Saviour left the dead ; 
And o'er our hellish foes 
High raised his conquering head. 



HYMN 512. 603 

In wild dismay, 
The guards around, 
Fall to the ground, 
And sink away. 

Lo ! the angelic bands 
In full assembly meet, 
To wait his high commands, 
And worship at his feet ; 

Joyful they come, 

And wing their way 

From realms of day, 

To Jesus' tomb. 

Then back to heaven they fly, 
The joyful news to bear : 
Hark ! as they soar on high, 
What music fills the air ! 

Their anthems say, 

" Jesus, who bled, 

Hath left the dead ; 

He rose to-day." 

Ye mortals, catch the sound, 
Redeemed by him from hell ; 
And send the echo round 
The globe, on which you dwell ; 

Transported cry, 

" Jesus, who bled, 

Hath left the dead, 

No more to die." 

All hail, triumphant Lord, 
Who savest us with thy blood ! 
Wide be thy name adored, 
Thou rising, reigning God ! 

With thee we rise, 

With thee we reign, 



604 HYMN 513, 514. 

And empires gain, 
Beyond the skies. 

Hymn 513. L. ML 
ORD, I am thine, entirely thine, 
-*^ Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
With full consent thine I would be, 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Here, Lord, my flesh, my soul, my all, 
I yield to thee beyond recall ; 
Accept thine own, so long withheld, 
Accept what I so freely yield ! 

3 Grant one poor sinner more a place, 
Among the children of thy grace ; 
A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransomed by ImmanuePs blood. 

4 Thine would I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is passed beyond repeal ; 
Now will I set the solemn seal. 

5 Be thou the witness of my vow ; 
Angels and men attest it too, 
That to thy board I now repair, 
And seal the sacred contract there. 

6 Here at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God ; 
Thee, my new Master, now I call, 

And consecrate to thee my all. 

7 Do thou assist a feeble worm, 
The great engagement to perform ; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. 

Hymn 514. L. M. 
HpHUS far my God hath led me on, 
A And made his truth and mercy known ; 



HYMN 515. 605 

My hopes and fears alternate rise, 
And comforts mingle with my sighs. 

2 Through this wide wilderness I roam, 
Far distant from my blissful home ; 
Lord, let thy presence be my stay, 
And guard me in this dangerous way. 

3 Temptations everywhere annoy, 

And sins and snares my peace destroy ; 
My earthly joys are from me torn, 
And oft an absent God I mourn. 

4 My soul with various tempests tost, 

Her hopes o'erturned, her projects crossed, 
Sees every day new straits attend, 
And wonders where the scene will end. 

5 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, 
Which leads us to the mount of God ? 
Are these the toils thy people know, 
While in this wilderness below ? 

6 'Tis even so ; thy faithful love, 
Doth all thy children's graces prove ; 
'Tis thus our pride and self must fall, 
That Jesus may be all in all. 

Hymn 515. L. M. 

SINNER, O why so thoughtless grown ! 
Why in such dreadful haste to die, 
Daring to leap to worlds unknown, 
Heedless against thy God to fly ! 

2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, 
Urged on by sin's fantastic dreams, 
Madly attempt the infernal gate, 
And force thy passage to the flames ? 

3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains ; 
Behold the God of love unfold 

3 e 2 



606 HYMN 516, 517. 

The glories of his dying pains, 
For ever telling, yet untold ! 

Hymn 516. L. M. 

PRISONERS of sin, and Satan too, 
The Saviour calls — he calls for you : 
Ye who have sold yourselves for nought, 
Jesus your liberty hath bought. 

2 The Great Redeemer lived and died ; 
The Prince of Life was crucified ; 

He shed his own most precious blood, 
To ransom guilty souls for God. 

3 He came to set the captives free; 
He came to publish liberty ; 

To bind the broken hearted up 
And give despairing sinners hope. 

4 Prisoners of hope, why will you die ? 
Why from the only refuge fly ? 
Jesus, our hiding place and tower, 
Invites the guilty and the poor. 

5 He came to comfort those that mourn ; 
He sweetly says to sinners, turn ! 
Prisoners of hope, his voice attend, 
Nor slight the calls of such a friend. 

Hymn 517* CM. 

WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, 
And mourns the present pain, 
'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, 
And feel that death is gain. 

2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, 
And dread a Father's will ; 



HYMN 518. 607 

'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still ; 

3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 

The path that leads to light, 
And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
And lose herself in sight. 

4 It is that hope with ardour glows, 

To see him face to face, 
Whose dying love no language knows 
Sufficient art to trace. 

5 It is that harassed conscience feels, 

The pangs of struggling sin ; 
And sees, though far, the hour that heals, 
And ends the strife within. 

6 O let me wing my upward flight, 

From earth-born woe and care, 
And soar above these clouds of nigh 
My Saviour's bliss to share ! 

Hymn 518. L. M. 
HTUIE hour of my departure's come ; 
-*- I hear the voice that calls me home. 
At last, O Lord, let trouble cease, 
And let thy servant die in peace. 

2 The race appointed I have run, 
The combat 's o'er, the prize is won ; 
And now my witness is on high, 
And now my record 's in the sky. 

3 Not in mine innocence I trust ; 
I bow before thee in the dust ; 

And through my Saviour's blood alone, 
I hope for mercy at thy throne. 

4 I leave the world without a tear, 
Save for the friends I held so dear ; 



608 HYMN 519, 520. 

To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend, 
And to the friendless prove a Friend. 

5 I come, I come, at thy command, 
I yield my spirit to thy hand ; 
Stretch forth thine everlasting arms 
And shield me in these last alarms. 

Hymn 519. P.M. 

YITAL spark of heavenly flame, 
Quit, O quit this mortal frame ; 
Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, 
O the pain, the bliss of dying ! 
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, 
And let me languish into life. 

2 Hark ! they whisper ! angels say, 
" Sister spirit, come away." 
What is this absorbs me quite ? 
Steals my senses, shuts my sight 
Drowns my spirit ? draws my breath ? 
Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 

3 The world recedes, it disappears ! 
Heaven opens on my eyes— my ears 
With sounds seraphic ring ! 

Lend, lend your wings, I mount ! I fly ! 
O Grave ! where is thy victory ? 
O Death ! where is thy sting ? 

Hymn 520. S. M. 

OH where shall rest be found ? 
Rest for the weary soul ? 
'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, 

Or pierce to either pole : 
The world can never give, 

The bliss for which we sigh; 
'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 



HYMN 521. 609 

2 Beyond this vale of tears 

There is a life above, 
Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 

And all that life is love. 
There is a death whose pang 

Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
O what eternal horrors hang 

Around " the second death !" 

3 Lord God of truth and grace, 

Teach us that death to shun, 
Lest we be banished from thy face, 

And evermore undone : 
Here would we end our quest : 

Alone are found in thee, 
The life of perfect love, — the rest 

Of Immortality. 

Hymn 521. L. M. 

HASTEN, O sinner, to be wise, 
And stay not for to-morrow's sun ; 
The longer Wisdom you despise, 
The harder is she to be won. 

2 Oh hasten mercy to implore, 

And stay not for to-morrow's sun, 
For fear thy season should be o'er, 
Before this evening's course be run. 

3 Hasten, O sinner, to return, 

And stay not for to-morrow's sun, 
For fear thy lamp should fail to burn, 
Before the needful work is done. 

4 Hasten, O sinner, to be blest, 

And stay not for to-morrow's sun, 
For fear the curse should thee arrest, 
Before the morrow is begun. 



610 HYMN 522, 523. 

Hymn 522. 7%. 
OEOPLE of the living God, 
-*- I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
Peace and comfort no where found : 
Now to you my spirit turns, 
Turns a fugitive unblest ; 
Brethren, where your altar burns, 
Oh receive me into rest. 

2 Lonely I no longer roam, 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 
Where you die shall be my grave ; 
Mine the God whom you adore, 
Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
Earth can fill my soul no more, 
Every idol I resign. 

3 Tell me not of gain or loss, 
Ease, enjoyment, pomp or power ; 
Welcome poverty and cross, 
Shame, reproach, affliction's hour : 
" Follow me ;" I know thy voice ; 
Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see ; 
Now I take thy yoke, by choice, 
Light thy burden now to me. 

Hymn 523. P.M. 

THOU art gone to the grave, but we will 
not deplore thee ; 
Though sorrows and darkness encompass the 

tomb, 
The Saviour has passed through its portals 

before thee, 
And the lamp of his love is thy guide through 
the gloom. 



HYMN 524. 611 

! Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer 

behold thee, 
Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy 

side; 
But the wide arms of mercy are spread to 

enfold thee, 
And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has 

died. 

Thou art gone to the grave, and its mansions 
forsaking, 

Perhaps thy tried spirit in doubt lingered long; 

But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on 
thy waking, 

And the song that thou heardst was the sera- 
phim's song. 

Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere wrong 

to deplore thee, 
When God was thy ransom, thy guardian, and 

guide ; 
He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will 

restore thee, 
Where death has no sting, since the Saviour 

hath died. 

Hymn 524. CM. 

COME let us join our friends above, 
That have obtained the prize ; 
And on the eagle wings of love, 
To joy celestial rise. 

Let saints below his praises sing, 

With those to glory gone ; 
For all the servants of our King, 

In heaven and earth are one. 

One family, we dwell in him, 
One church above, beneath : 



612 HYMN 525. 

Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 
To his commands we bow ; 
Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

5^ Ten thousand to their endless home, 
This solemn moment fly ; 
And we are to the margin come, 
And soon expect to die. 

6 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide ; 
Then when the word is given, 
Bid the cold waves of death divide, 
And land us safe in heaven. 

Hymn 525. 7's. 

IN the sun and moon and stars 
Signs and wonders there shall be, 
Earth shall quake with inward wars, 
Nations with perplexity. 

2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, 
Tossed with stronger tempests rise, 
Wilder storms the mountains sweep, 
Louder thunders rock the skies. 

3 Dread alarms shall shake the proud, 
Pale amazement, restless fear ; 
And, amid the thunder cloud, 
Shall the Judge of men appear ! 

4 But though from his awful face, 
Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly, 
Fear not ye, his chosen race, 

Your redemption draweth nigh. 



HYMN 526, 527- 613 

Hymn 526. 8, 7, 4. 

SEE the eternal Judge descending, 
View him seated on his throne! 
Now, poor sinner, now lamenting, 
Stand and hear thy awful doom ; 

Trumpets call thee, 
Stand and hear thy awful doom. 

2 Hear the cries he now is venting, 

Filled with dread of fiercer pain ; 
While in anguish thus lamenting 
That he ne'er was born again : 

Greatly mourning, 
That he ne'er was born again. 

3 " Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 

With the marks of dying love ; 
Oh that I had sought his favour, 
When I felt his Spirit move ; 

Golden moments, 
When I felt his Spirit move." 

4 Now, despisers, look and wonder ! 

Hope and sinners here must part ! 
Louder than a peal of thunder, 

Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart !" 

Lost for ever, 
Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart !" 

Hymn 527. L. M. 

THE day of wrath that dreadful day, 
When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
What power shall be the sinner's stay ? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day ? 

2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll ; 
When louder yet, and yet more dread, 
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead. 
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614 HYMN 528, 529. 

3 O, on that day, that wrathful day, 

When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay, 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away* 

Hymn 528. CM. 

FAR from the utmost verge of day 
Those gloomy regions lie, 
Where flames amid the darkness play, 
The worm shall never die. 

2 The breath of God — his angry breath 

Supplies and fans the fire ; 
There sinners taste the second death, 
And would, but can't expire. 

3 Conscience, the never dying worm, 

With torture gnaws the heart ; 
And woe and wrath in every form, 
Is now the sinner's part ! 

4 Sad world indeed ! ah, who can bear 

For ever there to dwell ? 
For ever sinking in despair, 
In all the pains of hell ! 

Hymn 529. 8's. 

TE angels who stand round the throne, 
And view my ImmanuePs face, 
In rapturous songs make him known ; 

Tune, tune your soft harps to his praise : 
He formed you the spirits you are, 

So happy, so noble, so good ; 
While others sunk down in despair, 
Confirmed by his power, ye stood. 
2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
His grace and his glory display, 
And all his rich mercy repeat : 



HYMN 530. 615 

He snatched you from hell and the grave, 
He ransomed from death and despair ; 

For you he was mighty to save, 
Almighty to bring you safe there. 

3 O, when will the period appear, 

When I shall unite in your song ? 
I'm weary of lingering here, 

And I to your Saviour belong ! 
I'm fettered and chained up in clay ; 

I struggle and pant to be free ; 
I long to be soaring away, % 

My God and my Saviour to see ! 

4 I want to put on my attire, 

Washed white in the blood of the Lamb ; 
I want to be one of your choir, 

And tune my sweet harp to his name : 
I want — oh I want to be there, 

Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
Your joy and your friendship to share, 

To wonder and worship with you. 

Hymn 530. CM. 

EARTH has engrossed my love too long, 
'Tis time to lift mine eyes, 
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, 
And to my native skies. 

2 There the blest man, my Saviour, sits ; 

The God, how bright he shines ! 
And scatters infinite delights, 
On all the happy minds. 

3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, 

Circle the throne around ; 
And move and charm the starry plains, 
With an immortal sound. 



616 HYMN 530. 

4 Jesus the Lord their harps employs ; 

Jesus, thy love they sing : 
Jesus, the life of all our joys, 
Sounds sweet from every string. 

5 Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds, 

Of time and space they run ! 
And echo in majestic sounds, 
The Godhead of the Son. 

6 And now they sink the lofty tune, 

And gentler notes they play ; 
And bring the Father's equal down, 
To dwell in humble clay. 

7 O sacred beauties of the man ! 

The God resides within ; 
His flesh all pure, without a stain, 
His soul without a sin. 

8 But when to Calvary they turn, 

Silent their harps abide ; 
Suspended songs a moment mourn 
The God that loved, and died. 

9 Then, all at once, to living strains 

They summon every chord ; 
Tell how he triumphed o'er his pains, 
And chant the rising Lord. 

10 Now let me mount to join their song, 

And be an angel too ; 
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, 
Here 's joyful work for you. 

Ill would begin the music here, 
And so my soul should rise ; 
O, for some heavenly notes to bear 
My passions to the skies. 

12 Where ye that love my Saviour sit, 
There I would fain have place ; 



HYMN 531. 617 

Among your thrones, or at your feet, 
So I might see his face. 

Hymn 531. 7's. 

HIGH in yonder realms of light, 
Dwell the raptured saints above; 
Far beyond our feeble sight, 

Happy in ImmanuePs love : 
Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 

Once they knew, like us below, 
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 

Torturing pain, and heavy woe. 
Oft the big unbidden tear, 

Stealing down the furrowed cheek, 
Told, in eloquence sincere, 

Tales of woe they could not speak : 
But these days of weeping o'er, 

Past this scene of toil and pain, 
They shall feel distress no more, 

Never — never weep again. 
Mid the chorus of the skies, 

Mid the angelic lyres above, 
Hark — their songs melodious rise, 

Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! 
Happy spirits ! ye are fled, 

Where no grief can entrance find ; 
Lulled to rest the aching head, 

Soothed the anguish of the mind. 
All is tranquil and serene, 

Calm and undisturbed repose — 
There no cloud can intervene, 

There no angry tempest blows ! 
Every tear is wiped away, 

Sighs no more shall heave the breast, 
Night is lost in endless day, 

Sorrow, in eternal rest. 
3f2 



(618) 

DOXOLOGIES. 

CM. 
I^TOW let the Father, and the Son, 
-^ And Spirit be adored, 
Where there are works to make him known, 
Or saints to love the Lord. 

CM. 

THE God of mercy be adored, 
Who calls our souls from death : 
Who saves by his redeeming Word, 
And new-creating Breath. 

2 To praise the Father, and the Son, 
And Spirit, all divine, 
The One in Three, and Three in One, 
Let saints and angels join. 

L. M. 

TO God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honour, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 

S. M. 

£Ti IVE to the Father praise, 
^-* Give glory to the Son, 
And to the Spirit of his grace 
Be equal honour done. 

7's. 

SING we to our God above, 
Praise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 



DOXOLOGIES. 619 

P.M. 

TO God the Father's throne 
Perpetual honours raise ; 
Glory to God the Son, 

To God the Spirit praise : 
And while our lips their tribute bring, 
Our faith adores the name we sing. 

P. M. 

TO Him that chose us first, 
Before the world began ; 
To Him that bore the curse, 

To save rebellious man : 
To Him that formed our hearts anew, 
Is endless praise and glory due. 

2 The Father's love shall run 

Through our immortal songs ; 
We bring to God the Son 

Hosannas on our tongues : 
Our lips address the Spirit's name 
With equal praise, and zeal the same. 

3 Let every saint above, 

And angel round the throne, 
For ever bless and love 

The sacred Three in One : 
Thus heaven shall raise his honours high, 
When earth and time grow old and die. 

RE 

NOW to the great and sacred Three, 
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
Eternal power and glory given, 
Through all the worlds where God is known, 
By all the angels near the throne, 

And all the saints in earth and heaven. 



620 DOXOLOGIES. 

L. M. 

HAIL, Father ! hail, eternal Son ! 
Hail, sacred Spirit ! Three in One ! 
Blessing and thanks, and power divine, 
Thrice holy Lord, be ever thine : 

P.M. 

SING Hallelujah ! praise the Lord ! 
Sing with a cheerful voice ; 
Exalt our God with one accord, 

And in his name rejoice : 
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 
Until in realms of endless light, 
Your praises shall unite. 

2 There we to all eternity 

Shall join the angelic lays ; 
And sing in perfect harmony 

To God our Saviour's praise ; 
" He hath redeemed us by his blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God, 
For us, for us the Lamb was slain." 

Praise ye the Lord ! Amen. 

S. M. 

TO the Eternal Three, 
In will and essence One ; 
To Father, Son, and Spirit be 
Co-equal honours done. 

L. M. 

BLEST be the Father and his love, 
To whose celestial source we owe 
Rivers of endless joys above, 
And rills of comfort here below. 



DOXOLOGTES. 621 

2 Glory to thee, great Son of God, 

From whose dear wounded body rolls 
A precious stream of vital blood, 
Pardon and life for dying souls. 

3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, 

Who in our hearts of sin and woe 
Makes living springs of grace arise, 
And into boundless glory flow. 

4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, 

And God the Spirit, we adore ; 

That sea of life and love unknown, 

Without a bottom or a shore. 

CHORUS. 

GLORY, honour, praise, and power, 
Be unto the Lamb for ever ; 
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer. 

Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! 
Praise the Lord. 



INDEX, 



OR TABLE TO FIND A PSALM OR HYMN SUITED TO 
PARTICULAR SUBJECTS OR OCCASIONS. 



The figures refer to the number of the Psalms and Hymns. 



ABRAHAM offering his 
^ X son h. 64. 

His blessing on the Gen- 
tiles h. 55, 56. 
Absence from God for ever, 

intolerable h. 157. 
Access to God h. 345. 
Adam, the first and second 
h. 60. 
Their dominion p. 8. 
Adoption h. 64. 
Advocate, Christ an h. 77. 
Afflicted, God their refuge 
p. 28. 
Pity to them p. 35, 41. 
Supported p. 55, 145, 146. 
Their prayer p. 102, 143. 
Saints happy p. 73, 94, 
119, part 14th. 
Afflictions, controlled by Pro- 
vidence h. 36. 
Hope in them p. 13, 42, 77. 
Support under them, and 
profit from them p. 119, 
part 14th. 
Instruction by them p. 1 1 9, 

part 18th. 
Courage in them p. 119, 

part 17th. h. 475. 
Sanctified p. 94, 119, part 

18th. 
Removed by prayer p. 34, 
107. 



Submission to them 39, 

123, 131. h. 3, 329. 
In mind and body p. 143. 
Trying our graces p. 66, 

119, part 17th. 
Without rejection, p. 89. 
Of saints and sinners dif- 
ferent p. 94. 
Gentile p. 103. 
Moderated p. 125. 
Very great p. 77, 102, 143. 
The lot of man in this life 
h. 329. 
Aged saint's reflection and 

hope p. 71. 
All-seeing God p. 139. 
Almost christian h. 185. 
Angels, guardian p. 34, 91. 
All subject to Christ 89, 

97. 
Praise the Lord p. 103. 
Apostle's commission h. 63. 
Appeal to God against per- 
secutors p. 7. 
Concerning our sincerity 

p. 139. 
Concerning our humility 
p. 131. 
Ascension of Christ p. 24, 47, 

68, 110. 
Assistance from God p. 138, 

144. 
Assurance of heaven h. 17. 
623 



624 INDEX. 

Atheism, practical p. 12, 14, 
36. 
Punished p. 10. 
Atonement of Christ h. 363, 

386, 409, 410. 
Attributes of God p. 36, 1 1 1 , 

145, 147. 
Authority from God p. 75, 82. 

B. 
Backsliding soul in distress 
h. 324, 433. 
And desertion p. 25. 
Restored p. 51. 
Pardoned p. 78, 130. 
Backslidings and returns, h. 
93, 324. 
Lamented h. 340, 341, 

454. 
Feared h. 452. 
Balm of Gilead h. 483. 
Baptism h. 24. 

Children devoted to God 
therein h. 351. 
Barren fig-tree h. 236. 
Beatitudes h. 47. 
Bethel, prayer to the God 

of h. 237. 
Blessedness of gospel times 
h. 7. 
Of those who die in the 

Lord, h. 13. 
Of the righteous as distin- 
guished from the wicked 
p. 1, 119, part 1st. 
Blessing of God earnestly 

desired h. 461. 
Blessings of a family p. 128. 
Of a nation p. 144, 147, 

462, 467. 
Of the country p. 65, 147. 
Of a person p. 1, 32, 112. 
Of a liberal man p. 112. 
On the preaching of the 
word desired h. 478. 



Temporal, praise for p. 68. 

Blood of Christ cleansing 

from sin p. 51, 69. 

Repentance and faith in 

p. 51, 69. 

Boldness at the throne of 

grace h. 345. 
Book of nature and scripture 

p. 19, 119, part 4th. 
Bread of life h. 312. 
Breathing after heaven p. 90. 
After holiness p. 119, part 

11th. 
After the Holy Spirit h. 

103, 424. 
After comfort and deliver- 
ance p. 119, part 12th. 
Brethren, love to the h. 234. 

Communion with h. 490. 
Brotherly love p. 133. 

Reproof p. 141. 
Building, the church a spi- 
ritual h. 482. 
Business of life blest p. 127. 

C 
Care of God over his saints 

p. 7, 34. 
Canaan lost through unbe- 
lief p. 95. 
Captivity, Babylonian p. 137. 
Characters of the Redeemer 

h. 256. 
Charity to the poor p. 37, 
41, 112. 
And justice p. 15, 142. 
Mixed with imprecations 
p. 35. 
Children of God, characters 
of them h. 75. 
Made blessings p. 127, 

128. 
Instructed p. 34, 78. 
In the covenant of grace 
h. 55. 56. 



Encouraged to come to 

Christ h. 224. 
Devoted to God in Baptism 

ir. 351. 
Prayer for them h. 223. 

350. 
Love of Christ for them, h. 

55, 56, 224, 387, 388. 
Brought to Christ h. 224, 

351, 387, 388. 
Christ the second Adam p. 

8. 
His all-sufficiency p. 16. 
His ascension p. 24, 68, 

110. 
The church's foundation 

p. 118. 
His coming, the objects of 

it h. 444, 
His coming, the signs of 

it, p. 12. 
His coming to judgment 

h. 27, 232, 233, 449, 

468. 
His condescension and 

glorification p. 8. 
Covenant made with him 

p. 89. 
Our sacrifice p. 40. 
First and second coming 

p. 96, 97, 98. 
The true David p. 35, 89. 
His death and resurrection 

p. 16, 22, 69. h. 208, 

209, 210. 
Ascending and reigning p. 

47. h. 211. 
The eternal creator p. 102. 
Exalted to the kingdom p. 

2, 8, 72, 110. 
His sufferings for our sal- 
vation p. 69. 
His sufferings and exalta- 
tion p. 22. 69, h. 142. 
36 



INDEX. 625 

Our example p. 109. h. 

176, 435. 
Faith in his blood p. 51. 
His Godhead p. 102. 
Our hope p. 4,51. h. 315. 
His incarnation p. 97. h. 

2, 9. - 
His incarnation and sacri- 
fice p. 40. 
His incarnation, and the 

last judgment p. 97. 
The King, and the Church 

his spouse p. 48. 
His kingdom among men, 

a vision of ii. 15. 
His kingdom among the 

gentiles p. 72, 87, 132. ' 
His kingdom and majesty 

p. 99. 
His love to enemies p. 35, 

f 109. 
His majesty f. 97, 99. 
His mediatorial kingdom 

p. 89, 110. 
His obedience and death 

p. 69. 
The Light of the world h. 

316. 
His personal glories and 

government p. 45. 
Reigning in heaven and 

coming to judgment p. 

97. h. 232. 
His resurrection h. 133. 
His resurrection on the 

Lord's day p. 118. h. 

133. 
Our strength and righ- 
teousness p. 71. h. 370. 
Our strength h. 11. 
His sufferings and king- 
dom p. 2, 22, 69. 
His zeal and reproaches p. 

69. 



626 INDEX. 

His deity and humanity r. 
89. h. 1. 

His nativity h. 425, 444, 
447. 

His unchanging love h. 
10. 

Our High Priest and King 
p. 110. h. 27. 

Worshiped by all creation 
h. 28. 

Our Shepherd h. 31, 213. 
356. 

Dwells in heaven, but visits 
the earth h. 32. 

Our righteousness and wis- 
dom h. 43, 44, 370. 

Unseen and loved h. 51. 

The value of his righteous- 
ness h. 52, 386. 

His compassion to the 
weak and tempted h. 61. 

His invitation to sinners 
h. 62. 

Salvation by grace in him 
h. 145, 318, 320, 322. 

His humiliation and ex- 
altation h. 29, 74, 310, 
311. 

His names and titles h. 
256. 

Delight in the enjoyment 
and worship of him h. 
284. 

His intercession h. 105, 
106, 211, 212, 278. 

His love, sufferings, and 
glory h. Ill, 310. 

His commission n. 63, 
153, 154. 

His death, victory and do- 
minion p. 2. h. 161, 
198, 310. 

His offices h. 77, 78, 172, 
278. 



Miracles in his life, death 

and resurrection h. 174. 

Our substitute h. 363, 386, 

409, 410. 
Our Passover h. 184. 
His dying love h. 191, 409, 

416. 
Crucifixion to the world 

by his cross h. 194. 
Crucified, the wisdom and 

power of God h. 195. 
Our high priest h. 27, 61, 

211, 212, 278. 
Precious to believers h. 

203,204,226,310,326, 

417. 
The light of his people h. 

226, 366. 
Pardon, righteousness, and 

redemption in him h. 

370. 
A believer not ashamed of 

him h. 48, 197, 334. 
His love shed abroad in 

the heart h. 68. 
The sun of righteousness 

h. 296, 299, 309, 366. 
A heavenly teacher h. 

367. 
Longing to praise him 

better h. 80. 
Glorying in him h. 315, 

334, 403. 
Nearness to him desired 

h. 225, 226. 
His sufferings and atone- 
ment h. 314. 
His resurrection and as- 
cension h. 136, 410. 
His message h. 499. 
The consolation, strength, 

and desire of his peo- 
ple h. 226, 229, 364, 

432, 457. 



His ascension and gift of 

his spirit p. 68. 
The substance of the Le- 

vitical priesthood h. 87. 
Christian, his qualifica- 
tions p. 15, 24. 
His love to the church 

p. 137. 
Church made of Jews and 

gentiles p. 87. 
Love and fellowship h. 

234, 490. 
Glorying in Christ h. 

315, 324, 403. 
Travelling towards Canaan 

h. 264. 
A miracle of grace h. 507. 
Mourning the absence of 

Christ h. 454. 
Virtues h. 186. 
Desiring to depart and 

be with Christ h. 470, 

529, 530. 
Desiring conformity to 

Christ h. 243. 
Communion h. 522. 
Aged, his prayer and song 

p. 71. 
Church, its beauty p. 44, 

48, 122. 
The birth-place of saints p. 

87. 
Built on Jesus Christ p. 

118. 
Delight and safety in it 

p. 27. 
Destruction of God's ene- 
mies proceeds from 

thence p. 76. 
Gathered and settled p. 

132. 
Of the Gentiles p. 45, 47. 
God fights for her p. 10, 

20, 46. 



INDEX. 627 

God's presence there p. 

34, 132. 
Her complaint in persecu- 
tion p. 44. 
God's care of the h. 20. 
God's special delight p. 

87, 132. 
The garden of God p. 92. 
Going to it p. 122. 
The house and care of God 

p. 135. 
Of the Jews and Gentiles 

p. 87. 
Its increase p. 67. h. 266, 

305. 
Her prayer in distress p. 

54, 70, 80. 
Her prayer in persecution 

p. 74. 
Restored by prayer p. 85, 

102, 107. 
The safety and honour of 

a nation p. 48. 
The spouse of Christ p. 

45. 
Its worship and order p. 

48. 
Her safety and protection 

h. 5. 
Her increase rejoiced in 

h. 266, 308. 
Bereaved, mourning the 

loss of a pastor h. 

374. 
Comfort, holiness and par- 
don p. 4, 32, 119, parts 

11th and 12th. 
And support in God p. 

16, 94. 
From ancient providence 

p. 77, 143. 
Of life blest p. 127. 
And pardon p. 130. 
In pain and sorrow h. 116. 



628 



INDEX. 



For weak believers h. 

251, 481. 
In Christ h. 109, 251,: 483. 

Under the loss of a pastor 
h. 250. : 

Comfortless, the people of 
Christ not left h. 251, 
481. ; 
Communion with Christ and 
saints h. 490. 
With saints p. 106, 133. 
Company of saints p. 16. 
Compassion of God p. 103, 
145, 147. 
Of Christ to the tempted 
h. 61. 
Complaint, of absence from 
public worship p. 42. 
Of sickness p. 6. 
Of desertion p. 13. % ■ 
Of pride, atheism, oppres- 
sion, &c. p. 10, 12. 
Of temptation p. 13. 
General p. 102. 
Of quarrelsome neighbours 

<P. 120. 
Of heavy afflictions in 
mind and body p. 143. 
Concert of prayer h. 218, 
219,220,305,306,307, 
353,354,355,397,398, 
399, 413,485. See Ma- 
si onary . Meetings, 
Of prayer ;for children h. 
224, 351, 388. 
Condescension of God n^ 112. 
Confession and pardon p. 32. 
Of our poverty p. 16. 
Of sin, repentance, and, 
pardon p. 32, 38, 51, 
130. 
Confidence in God h* 258. 
Conscience, tender p. 119, 
part 13th. : n ?. 



Its guilt relieved p. 32, i 

51, 130. 
Good, its pleasures h. 122. 
Contention complained of p. 

120. 
Contributions for spreading 
the gospel h. 306. 
For relieving the distress- 
ed h. 435. 
Converse with God p. 63, 119, 

part 2d. 
Conversion and joy p. 126, 
At the ascension of Christ 

p. 110. 
Of Jews and Gentiles p. 

87, 96, 106. 
Its difficulty h. 186. 
Converting grace h. 443. 
Conviction of sin by the law 

h. 57. 
Coronation of Christ h. 420. 
Corruption of manners, gene- 
ral p. 11, 12. 
Counsel and support from 
God p. 16, 119, part 
6th. 
Courage in persecution p. 
119, part 17th. 
In death p. 16, 17, 71. 
Covenant made with Christ 
p. 89. 
Of grace unchangeable p. 

89, 106. 
Of grace comforting h. 

193. 
Of grace, its promises 
h. 6. 
Creation and Providence p. 
33, 104, 135, 136, 147, 
148. h. 445. 
The glbry of God display- 
ed in the works of h. 
238, 440, 488. 
The new h. 171. 



Creatures, no trust in them 

p. 33, 62, 146. 
Vain, and God all-sufficient 

p. 33. 
Praising God p. 148. 
Cross of Christ, crucifixion 

to the world by it h. 194. 
D. 
Daily devotion p. 55, 134, 

141. 
Danger of earthly pilgrimage 

p, 118. 
Darkness dispelled by the 

gospel h. 316. 
Day, of humiliation for dis- 
appointments in war p. 

60. 
Death and resurrection of 

Christ p. 16,69. h. 208, 

209, 210. 
Of Christ caused by our 

sins h. 140, 149. 
Of saints and sinners p. 17, 

37, 49. 
And sufferings of Christ p. 

22, 69. 
Protection from p. 91. 
Deliverance from it p. 31. 
And pride p. 49. 
And the resurrection p. 49, 

71,89. h. 392. 
Courage in it p. 16, 17, 23. 
The effect of sin p. 90. 
And glory h. 53, 125. 
Terrible to the unconvert- 
ed h. 117. 
And eternity h. 96. 
Made easy by the presence 

of Christ h. 100. 
Of a sinner h. 97. 
The presence of God in it 

h. 115. 
Dreadful or delightful h. 

17, 125. 

3g2 



INDEX. 629 

Its certainty h. 125, 126, 

411. 
Triumph over it in hope of 

the resurrection h. 160, 

392. 
The righteous blessed in H. 

13, 269. 
Of a minister h. 374. 
Of a young person h. 281. 
Victory over h. 12, 269, 

518. 
And judgment h. 411. 
Of a saint h. 248, 418, 51 8, 

533. 
Death-bed of the wicked and 

righteous compared h. 

469. 
Decrees of God h. 151. 
Defence in God p. 3, 121. 
Deity of Christ p. 102. 
Delaying sinners warned p. 

95. 
Delight in God p. 18, 42, 63, 

73, 84. 
In the house of God h. 89, 

90. 
And safety in the church 

p. 27, 48, 84. 
In the law of God p. 119, 

5th, 8th, & 18th parts. 
Deliverance begun and per- 
fected p. 85. 
From despair p. 18. 
From deep distress p. 34, 

40. 
From death p. 31, 118. 
From oppression and false- 
hood p. 56. 
From persecution p. 53, 94. 
By prayer p. 34, 40, 126. 

h. 471. 
From shipwreck p. 107. 
From slander p. 31. 
From a tumult p. 118. 



630 INDEX. 

Surprising p. 126. 
Desertion and distress of soul 

p. 13, 25, 38, 43. 
And hope p. 42. .<; - 
Desire of knowledge p.- 11 9, 

part 9th. 
Of holiness p. 119, part 

11th. 
Of comfort and deliverance 

p. 119, part 12th. 
Of quickening grace p. 

119, part 16thv \ :> 
Of all nations, Christ.; the 

H. 457. \ r- y, V 

Desiring to love Christ, h. 
244. 
To walk with God h. 227. 
To serve God h. 268. 
Desolations, the church's 

safety in them p. 46. 
Despair prevented h. 430. 
And hope in death p. 17, 
49. 
Devotion, fervent, desired h. 
103. 
Daily p. 55, 134, 141. 
On a sick bed p. 6, 39. 
Secret p. 119, part 2d. 
Direction and pardon p. 25. 
And defence prayed for 

p. 5. 
And hope p. 42. 
And support desired h. 
200, 239. 
Dismission, hvmns for h. 382, 

463. 
Distress of soul p. 25. 

Relieved p. 61, 130. h. 
471. 
Dominion of God h. 130. 
Of man over the creatures 
p. -8. 
Doubts and fears suppressed 
p. 3, 31,143. 



And fears removed h. 288. 

Dry bones, the Spirit's breath- 

; ing on them desired h. 

'489. 
Duty to God and man p. 15, 

24. 
Dwelling with God-?. 24. 

See Heaven, Church. 
Dying Christian to his soul 

h. 519. i 

Education, religious p. 34, 

78. 
Egypt and Canaan h. 372. 
Egypt's plagues p. 105. 
Encouragement to prayer h. 
• 276. '' ' L- - i 
To young persons to seek 
Christ h. 260. 
End of righteous and wicked 

p. 1, 37. 
Enemies overcome p. 18. 
Love to p. 35. 
Praved for p. 35, 109. 
Destroyed p. 12, 48, 76. 
Spiritual protection from 
them h. 141. 
Envy and unbelief cured p. 

37, 49. 
Equity and wisdom of Provi- 
dence p. 9. 
Eternity, joyful and dreadful 
h. 393, 419. 
Near and unavoidable h. 
393. 
Evening psalm p. 4, 139, 
141. 
Hymn h. 34, 83. 
Or morning hymn h. 84. 
Evidences of grace p. 26. 

Of sincerity p. 18, 19, 139. 
Exaltation of Christ to the 
kingdom?. 2,21,22,69, 
72yd 10. 



Examination of self p. 26, 

139. H, 464. 
Example of Christ h. 109, 

176, 435. 
Exhortation to peace and 
holiness p. 34. 
F. 
Faith and prayer of perse- 
cuted saints p^ 35. 
In the blood of Christ p. 

32, 51. 
In divine grace and power 

p. 62, 130. 
In Christ h. 48. 
A living and dead H. 73. 
Walking by h. 170. 
In Christ as our sacrifice 

h. 178. 
In a living Saviour h. 

315. 
And repentance h. 168. 
The power of h. 344. 
Joys of h. 187. 
Connected with salvation 

h. 45. 
Its victory over death and 
the grave p. 88. 
Faithfulness of God p. 89, 
105, 111, 145, 146. 
Of man p. 15, 141. 
Falsehood, blasphemv, &c. 
p. 12. 
And oppression p. 12, 56. 
Family government p. 101. 
Love and worship p. 133. 
Blessings p. 128. 
Fast day public h. 472. 
Fear banished h. 254, 430. 
And unbelief banished h. 

430, 475, 
And doubt suppressed p. 3, 

31,34. 
In the worship of God p* 
89, 99. 



INDEX. 631 

Of God p. 119, part 13th. 
Feast of love, and guests in- 
vited h. 196, 396. 
Of the gospel h. 390, 396. 
Few saved h. 185, 186. 
Finished, the work of re- 
demption h. 207, 321. 
Flattery and deceit complain- 
ed of p. 12, 36. 
Forgiveness, divine and free 
h. 323. 
Of sins upon confession p. 
32. 
Formal worship p. 50. H. 69. 
Fortitude, holy h. 270. 
Foundation of the church, 

Christ the p. 118. 
Fountain opened for sinners, 
h. 363. 
The blood of Christ a H. 
363, 422. 
Frail life, and succeeding 

eternity h. 121. 
Frailty of man p. 89, 90, 144. 
Of our bodies h. 92. 
And folly h. 101. 
Fretfulness discouraged p. 

37. 
Friend, Christ our greatest H. 

509- 
Funeral Psalms p. 89, 90. 
Funerals, hymns for h. 96, 
100, 117, 126, 248, 269, 
411. 
Futurity committed to God 
h. 460. 

G. 
Gentiles given to Christ p. 2, 
22, 72. 
Church of p. 45, 65, 72, 87. 
Owning the true God p. 
47, 96, 98. h. 305. 
Glorification of Christ p. 8, 
45. 



632 INDEX. 

Glorified bodyn. 160. 
Glory of God in our salva- 
tion p. 60. 
In creation and providence 

p. 104. 
And grace in the person 

of Christ h. 13. 
And grace promised p. 84, 

89, 97. 
Glorying in the cross of 

Christ h. 197. 
God all and in all p. 127. h. 

147, 148. 
The all-seeing p. 139. 
All-sufficient p. 16, 33. 
The heart searching p. 139. 
His being, attributes arid 

providence p. 36, 65, 

147. 
Omnipresent p. 139. 
His care of saints p. 7, 34. 
Praised for his goodness to 

soul and body p. 103. 
His creation and provi- 
dence p. 33, 104. 
Praised for hearing praver 

p. 66. 
Our defence and salvation 

p. 3,33, 61, 115. 
And his church p. 84. 
Eternal and sovereign p. 

93. 
The true, our refuge p. 

115. 
Eternal and men mortal p. 

90, 102. 
His faithfulness p. 89, 105, 

111. h. 132. 
Praised for his goodness 

and truth p. 146. 
Glorified and sinners saved 

p. 69. 
His croodness and mercy p. 

103, 145. 



His goodness and truth p. 
145, 146. 

His governing power and 
goodness p. 66. 

Present in his churches p. 
84. 

Great and good p. 68, 144, 
145, 147. h. 360. 

The judge p. 9, 50, 97. 

Kind to his people p. 103, 
145, 146. h. 477. 

His majesty p. 97. h. 437. 

His majesty and conde- 
scension p. 113, 114. h. 
267, 335. 

His mercv and truth p. 
36, 89,103, 145. 

Maker of man p. 8. 

Of nature and grace p. 65. 

His perfections p. 36, 111, 
145, 147. 

His protection of the righ- 
teous, and punishment 
of the wicked p. 11. 

Our portion, and Christ our 
hope p. 4. 

A hearer of prayer p. 65. 

Our portion here and here- 
after p. 73. 

His power and majesty p. 
68, 89, 93, 96. h. 267, 
335. 

Longing after him p. 63, 
64. h. 240. 

Our preserver p. 121, 138. 

Present in his churches p. 
46, 84. 

Our shepherd p. 23. h. 356, 
357. 

His sovereignty and good- 
ness to man p. 8, 113, 
114. 

Our support and comfort p. 
94. 



Supreme governor p. 75, 
32, 93. 

His perfections and provi- 
dence h. 189. 

His vengeance and com- 
passion p. 68, 97. 

The hope of the helpless 
p. 142. 

Unchangeable p. 89, 111. 

His universal dominion p. 
103. 

His wisdom in his works 
p. Ill, 139. 

His blessing on the busi- 
ness and comforts of life 
p. 127. 

Worthy of all praise p. 
145, 146, 150. 

His mercies innumerable 
p. 139. 

His eare of his church h. 
20. 

His greatness p. 145, 504. 

DvveTls with the humble h. 
37. 

A sight of him mortifies 
us to the world h. 
110. 

His condescension h. 112. 

His. presence is light in 
darkness h. 120. 

His word most excellent p. 
19. 

His promise our security 
h. 72. 

His eternal dominion h. 
130. 

Absence from him intole- 
rable h. 157. 

Incomprehensible h. 504. 

Confidence in him h. 240, 
258, 279. 

Glorified in the Gospel h. 
169. 



INDEX. 633 

Reconciled in Christ h. 

180. 
The light of life h. 385. 
Glorying in him alone h. 

279, 335, 336. 
Delighting in him h. 147, 

148, 336. 
Rising to him h. 110, 337, 

460. 
His power, wisdom, and 

goodness h. 286, 445. 
The refuge of the troubled 

soul ii. 294, 338. 
The unchanging and eter- 
nal friend of his people 

p. 106. h. 72, 258, 336, 

361, 477. 
The glory and defence of 

Zion h. 127. 
Good works profit men, not 

God p. 16. 
Goodness of God p. 8, 103, 

111, 145, 146. h. 280, 

343, 359, 360, 445, 446. 
Gospel, its glory and success 

P.JL9, 45, 110. h. 179. 
Not ashamed of it n. 48. 
Attested by miracles h. 

63. 
Its power h. 175, 443. 
Its different success h. 

59. 
Diffusion of it desirable h. 

218, 220. 
Jubilee h. 219, 438. 
Its blessings h. 255. 
Its extension prayed for H. 

353, 355. 
A feast h. 390, 396. 
A joyful sound p. 89, 98. 

h. 394. 
Its power when accompa- 
nied with the Spirit h. 

179, 489. 



634 INDEX. 

Worship and order p. 48. 
Gospel-net h. 404. 
Government of Christ p. 45, 

From God p. 75. 
Grace, its evidences, or self- 
examination p. 26. 
Above riches p. 144. 
Without merit p. 16, 32. 
Of Christ p. 45, 72. 
And Providence p. 33, 36, 

135, 136, 147. 
Preserving and restoring p. 

138. 
Truth and protection p. 

57. 
Tried by affliction p. 17, 
66,119, part 17th, 145. 
h. 515. 
And glory p. 84, 97. 
Pardoning p. 1 30. 
Access to a throne of, by a 

mediator h. 158. 
And glory by the death of 

Christ h. 199. 
Displayed in our salvation 

h. 218. 
Prayer for h. 239. * 
Its sovereignty h. 8, 500. 
Gratitude, love, and praise 
to Christ h. 226, 319, 
383. 
And devotion h. 228. 
The spring of devotion h. 
344. 
Guilt of conscience relieved 
p. 32, 38, 51, 130. 
H. 
Happiness of saints h. 491. 
Harvest, p. 65, 126, 147. 
Praise for an abundant, h. 
261. 
Health, sickness, and reco- 
very, p. 6, 30, 31. 
Prayed for p. 6, 38, 39. 



Heart, Known to God, p. 

139. 
Hardness of, complained 

of h. 150, 252. 
Holy desired h. 494. 
Hearing of prayer and salva- 
tion p. 4,10,66,102. 
Heaven of separate souls p. 

17. 
The saint's dwelling-place 

p. 24. H. 531. 
Invisible and holy h. 50. 
Longing to behold God 

and Christ there h. 135, 

146, 517. 
Its blessed society h. 102. 
Its happiness h. 102, 146, 

295, 321, 395. 
Hope of, our support in 

trials h. 119, 128, 264. 
Hope of, by the resurrec- 
tion of Christ h. 16. 
Prospect of it makes death 

easy h. 129. 
The worship of, humble h. 

131. 
Assurance of it h. 17. 
Deliverance from sin and 

misery in it h. 144, 

331. 
The glory of Christ there 

h. 402, 517. 
Meditations on h. 187, 

395. 
Rest and peace there h. 

520. 
Longing for it h. 264, 337, 

517. 
The christian's home h. 

264, 337, 
The worship of h. 332. 
Heavenly -mindedness h. 264. 
Hell, the everlasting misery 

of ii. 528. 



Help obtained of God in 
Christ alone h. 319, 
322, 325. 
Hiding-place, Christ a h. 

364. 
Holiness, pardon, and com- 
fort, p. 4. 
And comfort from the word 

p. 119, part 6th. 
Desired p. 119, part 11th. 
And grace h. 66. 
Honour vain h. 152. 
Hope in darkness p. 13, 77, 
143. 
Of resurrection p. 16, 71. 
And despair in death p. 17, 

49. 
And prayer p. 27. 
For victory p. 20. 
And direction p. 42. 
Of Heaven h. 16. 
In the covenant of grace 

u. 72. 
In Christ h. 430. 
Hosanna, for the Lord's day 

p. 118. 
House of God, longing for p. 

84. 
Humble, God dwells with 

them h. 37. 
Humiliation day p. 10, 60. 
Humility and submission p. 
131, 139. 
And pride h. 62. 
In heaven h. 131. 
Hypocrisy exposed p. 50. 

And sincerity h. 69. 
Hypocrite, or almost chris- 
tian h. 185. 
Hypocrites and hypocrisy 
p. 12, 50. 
I. 
Idolatry reproved p. 115, 
135. 



INDEX. 635 

Impenitence it. 168. 
Imprecations and charity p. 

35. 
Incarnation of Christ p. 96, 

97, 98. 
And sacrifice of Christ p. 

40. 
Inconstancy of our love h. 

453. 
Infants. See Children. 
Ingratitude complained of h. 

134. 
Instruction from God p. 25. 
From Scripture p. 119, 

parts 4th and 7th. 
In piety p. 34. 
Instructive afflictions p. 94. 
Intercession of Christ h. 105, 

106, 211, 212,278. 
Invitation of the gospel h. 4. 
To the Lord's supper h. 

275. 
Of Christ to sinners h. 62. 
Invocation to the Father, Son, 

and Holy Ghost h. 456, 

497. 
Israel saved from the Assy- 
rians p. 76. 
Saved from Egypt, and 

brought to Canaan p. 77, 

105, 107, 135, 136. 
Rebellion and punishment 

of p. 78. 
Punished and pardoned p. 

106, 107. 
Their travels in the wilder- 
ness p. 107, 114. 

Restored h. 266. 
Redeemed, and enemies 
destroyed p. 135. 
J. 
Jehovah p. 68, 83. 

God of the Gentiles p. 96. 
Reigns p. 93, 96, 97. 



636 INDEX. 

His guidance, support, and 

protection praved for h. 

200. 
Jerusalem, the heavenly h. 

380. 
Jesus, praise to him, n. 310, 

326, 373, 412, 429. 
Conformity to him desired 

h. 243. 
His presence and aid de- 
sired h. 226. 
The builder of the temple 

of the Lord h. 482. 
Confidence in him h. 508 
His name delightful to his 

people h. 204, 284, 317, 

365, 370. 
Jews. See Israel. 
Joy of conversion p. 126. 
In heaven when a sinner 

repents h. 46. 
Carnal parted with h. 86. 
Heavenly on earth h. 99. 
Spiritual and eternal h. 

135. 
In the government of Christ 

H. 510. 
Joyful sound of the Gospel 

p. 89. 
Judgment and mercy p. 9, 

63. 
Dav p. 1, 50, 96, 97, 98, 

149. h. 449, 525, 527. 
Last, and saints reward- 
ed p. 50. h. 468. 
Desiring preparation for it 

h. 24, 464. 
Of Hypocrites p. 50. 
Christ coming to m 232, 

233, 449, 468, 526. 
Judgment-seat, wrath and 

mercy from P. 9. 
All must appear there h. 

289. 



July fourth, hymns adapted 

to 462, 467. 
Justice of Providence p. 9. 
Justification, free p. 32, 130. 
By faith, and not works h. 
41. 

K. 
Keys of the unseen world in 
the hands of Christ h. 
311. 
Kingdom of Christ universal 
p. 72. 
Prayer for its extension h. 

285. 
And priesthood of Christ 

p. 110. 
And coming of Messiah p. 
98. 
King of Saints, Christ the 

h. 313. 
Knotdedge desired p. 119, 
part 9th. 
L. 
Lamb of God, Christ the h. 
205, 384. 
Song of praise to the h. 205. 
Behold the h. 384. 
Worthy the h. 465. 
Christ worshipped as, by 
all creatures h. 28. 
Languor in the service of 

God lamented h. 339. 
Law of God, delight in it p. 
119, part 5th. 
And gospel distinguished 

h. 165. 
And gospel enjoined in 
scripture h. 164. 
Liberality rewarded p. 41, 

112. 
Life and riches, their vanity 
p. 49. 
Death and the resurrection 
p. 89. 



INDEX. 



637 



Short and feeble r. 89, 90, 

144. h. 108. 
Its shortness and frailty 

p. 90. 
The dav of grace r. 88. h. 

38. 
Short and God good h. 
123. 
Light of life h. 385. 
Longing after God p. 42, 63, 
64^ 
For a holy heart h. 494. 
Lord's dav p. 92, 118. h. 89, 
133/ 
Day morning p. 5, 19, 63. 
Supper. See Supper. 
Loss of friends, consolation 
and support under the h. 
407. 
Love to our neighbour p. 15. 
Of Christ to sinners p. 35. 

h. 206,434, 511. 
Of God better than life p. 

63. 
Of God unchangeable p. 

89, 106. h. 288. 
To enemies p. 35, 109. h. 

283. 
Brotherly p. 133. 
Religion vain without it 

h. 67. 
Of Christ shed abroad in 

the heart h. 68, 
To God h. 107. 
To creatures dangerous h. 

114. 
To Christ present or absent 

h. 429. 
Divine h. 436. 
Making a feast and calling 
in the guests h. 196. 
Loving Christ, delightful h. 

429. 
Loving -kindness h. 479. 

3h 



M. 



Magistrates warned p. 58, 
82. 
Qualifications of p. 101. 
Raised up and deposed p. 
75. 
Majesty of God p. 68. See 

God. 
Man, his vanity as mortal p. 
39, 89, 90, 144. 
His mortality and Christ's 

eternity p. 102. 
His dominion over crea- 
tures p. 8. 
Mortal and God eternal p. 

90. 
His frailty h. 121. 
His frailty and folly h. 

101. 
His vanity, and the con- 
descension of God p. 
144. 
Mariner's Psalm p. 107. 
Marriage, mystical, of Christ 

and the church p. 45. 
Master of a family, psalm of 

a p. 101. 
Mediator, the way to the 
throne of grace h. 158. 
Meditation on the love of God 
h. 480. 
On Heaven h. 187. 
And retirement h. 166. 
Meekness and benevolence H. 

283. 
Melancholy reproved p. 42. 
And hope p. 77. 
Removed p. 126. 
Memorial of Christ h. 192. 
Mercies, common and special 
p. 68, 103. 
Spiritual and temporal p. 

103. 
And thanks h. 162. 



638 INDEX. 

Innumerable p. 139. 
Everlasting p. 136. 
Recorded p. 107. 
And truth of God p. 36, 
89, 103, 136, 145, 146 
Mercy to the truly penitent 
h. 282. 
In the midst of judgment 
p. 103. 
Merit disclaimed p. 16. 
Messiah's coming and king- 
dom p. 98. 
Midnight thoughts p. 63, 119. 
parts 5th and 6th. 1 39. 
Minister, death of a h. 374. 
Ministers, commission of h. 
63. 
Ordained p. 132. 
Miracles in the wilderness p. 
114. 
In the life, death, and re- 
surrection of Christ h. 
174. 
Missionaries addressed h. 

414. 
Missionary meetings, hymns 
for h. 218, 219, 220, 
305,306,307,353, 354, 
355, 397, 398, 399, 400, 
414, 485. 
Morning psalm p. 8, 141. 
Of a Sabbath p. 5, 19, 63. 
Hymn h. 33, 82. 
Mortality of man p. 39, 49, 
90. 
And hope p. 89. 
And God's eternity p. 90, 
102. 
Moses and the Lamb, the 
works of h. 22. 
And Christ h. 58. 
Mourners comforted h. 407. 
Mystery of Providence un- 
folded p. 73. 



N. 



National prayer and thanks- 
giving p. 21. 
Blessings acknowledged p. 

21. h. 462, 467. 
Thanksgiving h. 415. 
Deliverance p. 59, 67, 75, 

76, 124, 126. 
Desolations, the church's 
safety and triumph in 
them p. 48. 
Nation's safety is the church 
p. 48. 
Prosperity and church's in- 
crease p. 67, 144. 
Nations blest and punished p. 

107. 
Nativity of Christ h. 425, 

447. 
Nature of man corrupt p. 14. 

And grace h. 49. 
New birth h. 42. 
New year, hymns for the h. 
277,279,453,460,516. 
O. 
Obedience, sincere p. 18, 32, 
139. 
Evangelical h. 73, 75. 
Better than sacrifice p. 
50. 
Old age and death p. 90. h. 
40. 
And death of the uncon- 
verted h. 40. 
Ordination of ministers p. 

132. 
Ordinances, delight in them 

h. 89, 90, 91. 
Original Sin, and actual, 
confessed p. 51. h. 26. 
P. 
Pardon, holiness and comfort 
p. 4. , 

Of backsliding p. 78. 



And direction waited for 

p. 25. 
And repentance prayed for 

p. 38. 
And confession p. 32. 
Of original and actual sin 

p. 51. 
Sufficiency of it h. 143. 
Pardoning grace p. 130. 
Parents' prayer for children 

h. 223. 
Passover, Christ our h. 184. 
Pastor, the loss of a, lament- 
ed h. 374. 
Pastors faithful, desired for 
the church h. 356. 
Importance of the office of 
h. 496. 
Patience under afflictions p. 
39. 
Under persecutions p. 37. 

44. 
In darkness p. 77, 130, 131. 
Peace and holiness encou- 
raged p. 34. 
Praise to God for the re- 
turn of p. 75. 
With men desired p. 120. 
And light after darkness h. 

288. 
Of Conscience h. 439. 
Pearl of great price, Christ 

the h. 317. 
Perfections of God p. 36, 

111, 145, 147. 
Penitent pleading for pardon 

p. 51. 
Persecuted saints p. 35, 44, 

74, 80, 83. 
Persecutors, their folly p. 14. 
Complained of p. 35, 44, 

74, 80, 83. 
Deliverance from them p. 
9, 10, 94. 



INDEX. 639 

Punished ii. 129, 149. 
Persecution, deliverance from 
it p. 7, 53, 94. 
Courage under it p. 119, 
part 17th. 
Perseverance p. 138. 

In trials p. 119, part 17th. 
Of the saints h. 343. 
Pestilence, preservation in 

it p. 91. 
Pharisee and publican h. 65. 
Physician of souls, Christ the 

h. 318. 
Piety, instructions therein p. 

34. 
Pilgrim, the song of a h. 455. 
Pilgrims in the road to Zion 

h. 118, 119,304. 
Pity to the afflicted p. 41. 

See Charity. 
Pleading without repining p. 
39, 123. 
The promises p. 119, part 
10th. 
Pleasures unseen h. 295. 

Of public worship p. 84. 
Poor, charitv to them p. 15, 

37, 41,112. 
Portion of saints and sinners 

p. 11, 17,37. 
Poverty confessed p. 16. 
Power all in Christ h. 311. 
Practical atheism p. 14, 36. 
Praise to God, and commu- 
nion with saints p. 106. 
For creation and provi- 
dence p. 33, 104. 
To our Creator p. 100, h. 

488. 
From all creatures p. 148. 
For eminent deliverances 

p. 34, 118. h. 282. 
Due to God, not to idols p. 
136. 



640 INDEX, 

General p. 86, 145, 148, 

150. 
For the gospel p. 98. h. 

316. 
A song of p. 108, 150. h. 

225. 
For health restored p. 30, 

116. 
For hearing prayer p. 66, 

102. 
To Jesus Christ p. 45. h. 

225,310,311,313,316, 

381, 412, 426, 502. 
From all nations p. 117. 
And prayer p. 65. 
For protection, grace, and 

truth p. 57. 
For providence and grace 

p. 36. 
For rain p. 6o, 147. 
From the saints p. 149, 

150. 
For temporal blessings p. 

68, 148. h. 273, 473. 
To the Redeemer h. 139, 

310,311,313,316,426, 

487. 
For grace in Christ h. 

320, 427, 450. 
For creation and redemp- 
tion h. 104, 505. 
To the exalted Saviour h. 

310, 311, 448. 
To Father, Son, and Holy 

Spirit h. 456, 498. 
Prayer, heard p. 4, 34, 65, 

66. h. 18. 
Heard, and saints saved p. 

10. 
In time of war p. 20. 
Public, and praise p. 65. 
And hope p. 27. 
In church's distress p. 

80. 



Heard, and Zion restored 

p. 102. 
An answer to it waited for 

p. 85. 
And praise for deliverance 

p. 34. 
Exhortation to h. 276. 
For quickening grace p. 

119, part 16th. 
For light and cleansing h. 

239. 
For a revival h. 297, 391. 
For the kingdom of Christ 

h. 355. 
For the extension of the 

gospel h. 355. 
For a pastor's recovery 

from sickness h. 249. 
For faithful pastors h. 

356. 
National p. 21. 
For sailors h. 450. 
Of a youth h. 492. 
Of ministers and people 

h. 391. 
Preparation for death desired 

r. 330. 
Presence of God in his house 

h. 274, 301, 302, 303, 

348, 349, 352, 357, 

389. 
Of Christ desired h. 389. 
Preserving grace p. 138. h. 

23, 92, 452. 
Preservation in public dan- 
gers p. 46, 91,112. 
Daily p. 121. 
Pride, atheism, and oppres- 
sion, punished p. 10, 

12. 
And death p. 49. 
Priest, Christ our h. 278. 
Priesthood of Christ p. 51, 

110. 



Princes vain p. 62, 146. 
Profession of sincerity and 
repentance p. 119, part 
3d, 139. 
False p. 50. 
Promised land h. 395. 
Promises and threatnings p. 
81. 
Of the covenant of grace 

h. 6. 
Pleaded p. 119, part 10th. 
God faithful to his h. 124, 
132. 
Prosperity, dangerous p. 55, 

73. 
Prosperous sinners cursed p. 

37, 49, 73. 
Protection, truth and grace p. 
57. 
Against enemies, prayed 

for p. 140. 
By day and night p. 121. 
Providence, its wisdom and 
equity, p. 9. 
And creation p. 33, 135, 

136. 
And grace p. 36, 147./ 
And perfection of God p. 

36. 
Its mysterv unfolded p. 73. 

h. 202.* 
Recorded p. 77,78, 107. 
In air, earth, and sea p. 65, 

89, 104, 107, 147. 
Its mysteries h. 159, 202, 

309, 362. 
Reviewed, h. 228. 
Confidence in h. 242. 
Provision and direction de- 
sired h. 237. 
Psalm for soldiers p. 18, 60. 
For old age p. 71. 
For husbandmen p. 65. 
For a funeral p. 89, 90. 

3h2 



INDEX. 641 

For the Lord's day p. 92. 
Before prayer p. 95. 
Before a sermon p. 95. 
For magistrates p. 101. 
For house -holders p. 101. 
For mariners p. 107. 
Public praise for private mer- 
cies p. 116, 118. 
Praise for deliverance p. 

124. 
Worship attended on p. 

122. 
Prayer and praise p. 65 9 
84. 
Publican and Pharisee h. 

65. 
Punishment of sinners p. 1, 
11, 37. 

Q. 
Qualifications of a christian 

p. 15, 24. 
Quickening grace p. 119, part 
16th. h. 339. 
R. 
Race, Christian h. 21. 
Rain from heaven p. 65, 135, 
147. 
Prayer for h. 476. 
Reconciliation to God in 

Christ h. 180. 
Recovery from sickness p. 6, 

30, 116. 
Redeeming love h. 428. 
Redemption by Christ h. 98, 
138, 320. 
The work of, finished h. 

207, 321. 
By Christ alone h. 318, 

319, 320, 322. 
By price and power h. 
98. 
Refuge, God a r. 46. 
Regeneration h. 42. 
Relative duties p. 15, 133. 



642 INDEX. 

Religion and justice p. 15. 
In words and deeds p. 37. 
Needful h. 308. 
In vain without love h. 
67. 
Religious education p. 34, 

78. 
Remembrance of former de- 
liverances p. 77, 143. 
Renewing grace, praise for h 

427. 
Repentance, confession, and 
pardon, p. 32. 
And faith in the blood of 

Christ p. 51. 
At the cross of Christ h. 

85, 156. 
Flowing from the goodness 

of God h. 134. 
From the sufferings of 

Christ h. 149. 
From the patience of God 

h. 155. 
At a throne of grace h. 

341, 369. 
From the love of Christ h. 
340. 
Reproach removed p. 31. 
Resignation p. 39, 123, 141. 

h. 230,231, 371, 486. 
Resolutions holy p. 119, part 

15th. 
Rest ii. 246. 

Restoring grace p. 23, 138. 
h. 324, 340, 433, 495. 
Resurrection and death of 
Christ p. 2, 16. 
Of Christ h. 512. 
Of the body h. 160, 449, 

468. 
Of the saints p. 16, 17,49, 

71. h. 241. 
And death p. 49, 71, 89. 
Hope of p. 16. 



Retirement and meditation h. 

166, 222. 
Reverence in worship p. 89, 

99. 
Revival, prayer for h. 297. 
Riches, their vanity p. 49. 
Compared with grace p. 
144. 
Righteous, blessed in their 
death h. 248, 418. 
And the wicked, their way 
and end p. 37. 
Righteousness from Christ p. 
71. 
In Christ h. 43, 44, 370. 
No dependence on our own 
h. 441. 
Rising to God n. 110, 337, 

460. 
Road to Heaven h. 51 4e 
Rock of ages h. 319. 
Room at the gospel feast h. 
396. 

S. 
Sabbath, delightful h. 89, 
246, 408. 
The resurrection of Christ 
on that day h. 133,405, 
410, 474. 
Worship of the h. 89, 221, 

263. 
Morning h. 221, 474. 
Morning psalm p. 5, 19. 
Sacrifice p. 40, 51, 69. 
And incarnation of Christ 
p. 40. 
Safety in public dangers p. 
91. 
In God p. 61. 
And delight in the church 

p. 27. 
Of the church h. 5. 
In divine protection p. 
43. 



Sailors, prayers for h. 450. 
Saints happy, and sinners 

cursed p. 1, 11, 119, 

part 1st. h. 402. 
The best company p. 16, 

h. 522. 
Characterized p. 15, 24. 

h. 75. 
Dwell in heaven p. 15, 24. 
Punished and saved p. 78, 

106. 
God's care of them p. 34. 
Rewarded at last p. 50, 90, 

92. 
Their patience, and world's 

hatred of them p. 37. 
Chastised and sinners de- 
stroyed p. 94. 
Die, but Christ lives p. 

102. 
Punished and pardoned p. 

106, 107. 
Conducted to heaven p. 

106, 107. h. 342. 
Their afflictions moderated 

p. 125. 
Judging the world p. 149. 
In the hands of Christ h. 

71. 
Their death and burial h. 

79. 
Pilgrims on earth h. 118, 

119, 264, 342, 372. 
Their example h. 177. 
Their trial and safety p. 

125. h. 18, 124, 245. 
Salvation h. 145. 
Of saints p. 10. 
And triumph p. 18. 
And defence in God p. 62. 
By Christ p. 69, 85. 
By grace h. 54, 70. 
Complete in Christ ii. 315, 

432. 



INDEX. 643 

Men invited to receive it 

h. 4, 6. 
In the cross h. 81. 
Sanctification and pardon h. 

6. 
Sanctified afflictions P. 119, 

part 18th. 
Satan subdued p. 3, 6, 13. 
Saviour, his excellence, par- 
don and life from him 

h, 203, 314. 
Dying on the cross h. 207, 

208. 
Delighting in him h. 226, 

317,365,373,403,417, 

422. 
His compassion and love 

h. 61, 203, 291, 431, 

436. 
Precious to his people h. 

203,204,226,284,310, 

326, 365, 370, 373, 412, 

429. 
Crown him Lord of all h. 

420, 421. 
Infinitely excellent h. 256. 
His blood a fountain h. 

363, 422. 
The gift of God h. 423. 
His invitation to sinners H. 

62. 
Love to him h. 204, 225, 

226, 227. 
Scripture compared with na- 
ture p. 19, 119, part 

7th. 
Instruction from it p. 119, 

part 4th. 
Delight in it p. 119, parts 

5th and 18th. 
Holiness and comfort from 

it p. 119, part 6th. 
Variety and excellency of 

p. 119, part 8th. 



644 INDEX. 

Scriptures, the holy h. 25, 

163. 
Their sufficiency h. 25, 

163. 
Their value h. 163, 257, 

290, 375. 
Searching and trying our 

ways h. 495. 
The heart h. 222, 239. 
Seaman's Song p. 107. 
Seasons of the year p. 65, 

147. h. 261, 273, 277. 
Secret devotion p. 34, 119, 

part 2d. h. 506. 
Seeking God p. 27, 63. h. 

240, 484. 
Self-dedication to God h. 

513. 
Self-denial k. 186, 270. 
Self -dependence, folly of p. 

52. 
Self-examination, or evidence 

of grace p. 26, 139. 
Separate souls, heaven of p. 

17. 
Shame on account of Christ 

abhorred h. 334. 
Shepherd, Christ a h. 31, 

213, 250, 356, 357. 
Sick bed devotion p. 6, 38, 

39,116. ii. 480. 
Sickness healed p. 6, 30, 116. 
Recovery from gratefully 

acknowledged p. 30, 88, 

116. 
Sight of God and Christ in 

heaven h. 94. 
Sigjis of Christ's coming p. 

12, 96. 
Sin of nature p. 14. 
Original h. 26. 
Original and actual con- 
fessed and pardoned p. 

51. 



Universal p. 14. 
Conviction of it by the law 

h. 57. 
Our, the cause of Christ's 

death h. 140, 149. 
Correction of, and release 

by prayer p. 107. 
Its deceitfulness h. 181. 
Its malignancy and cure 

h. 318, 322, 328. 
Folly, madness, and dis- 
temper of h. 183. 
Sinai and Zion h. 182, 503. 
Sincerity p. 19, 26, 32, 139. 
And hypocrisy h. 69. 
Proved and rewarded p. 

18. 
Professed p. 119, part 3d, 
139. 
Sinner admonished h. 253, 
504, 515, 521. 
Resolving to go to Christ 

h. 451. 
His portion, and the saints 
hope p. 17. 
Sinners, rich, their death 
and the saints' resurrec- 
tion p. 49. 
Their prosperity not en- 
vied by saints p. 93. 
Sins of the tongue p. 12, 34, 

50. 
Slander, deliverance from it 

p. 31, 120. 
Sloth, complaining of spirit- 
ual h. 95. 
Song for morning or evening 

ii. 35. 
Soids in a separate state p. 

17, 140, 146. 
Sovereignty and grace of 

God ii. 8. 
Soiver and the seed, a blessing 
on them desired h. 478. 



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645 



Spirit given at Christ's As- 
cension p. 68. 
Holy, witnessing and seal- 
ing h. 76. 
His influence desired h. 

103, 214, 215, 247, 

265,298,368,369,424, 

442. 
His operations h. 173, 214, 

215, 216, 247. 
The effusion of the h. 

265. 
His guidance sought after 

h. 247. 
Consolation, peace, and 

hope, from him h. 292. 
His influence compared 

with living waters h 

326. 
Dwelling in believers h. 

327, 328. 
Spiritual apparel h. 14. 
Enemies overcome p. 3, 

18, 144. 
Blessings and punishment 

p. 81. 
Spiritual-mindedness p. 119, 

part 2d. 
Spring of the year p. 65. 
And summer p. 65, 104. 
And winter p. 147. 
State of nature and grace h. 

49. 
Storm, and thunder p. 29, 

135, 148. 
Strength, repentance and 

pardon, prayed for p. 

138. 
Of grace p. 38. 
Equal to the day h. 251. 
From heaven h. 19. 
Submission p. 123, 131. h. 

230, 231, 361* 371, 

486. 



To Christ p. 2. 
To sickness p. 39. 
And deliverance h. 64. 
Success, hope of, in spreading 

the gospel 
Sufferings and death of 
Christ p. 22. 
And kingdom of Christ p. 
2, 22, 69, 110. 
Summer and winter p. 147. 
Sun of righteousness, Christ 
the h. 296, 299, 309 
365. 
Supper of the Lord instituted 
h. 190. 
A memorial of Christ h. 

192. 
Invitation to come to it h. 

275. 
The presence of Christ 
therein desired h. 
376. 
The body and blood of 
Christ, nourishment for 
believers h. 312, 376, 
406. 
Communion with Christ 

in it desired h. 448. 
Hymns adapted to the 
celebration of h. 190, 
191, 192, 193, 194, 
195,196,197,198,199, 
275,312,313,314,376, 
406. 
Support and counsel from 
God p. 16. 
For the afflicted and tempt- 
ed p. 55. 
And comfort in God p. 
94, 119, part 14th. 
Sympathy of Christ h. 61, 
278. 

T. 
Teacher, Christ a h. 367. 



646 INDEX. 

Temple of the Lord, Christ 

its builder h. 482. 
Temptation of the devil com- 
plained of p. 13. 
Temptations overcome p. 3, 

18. 
In sickness p. 6. 
Hope under them h. 72 
Of the world h. 152. 
Tempted, Christ's compassion 

to the h. 61. 
Terrors of death to the un- 
converted h. 97, 117. 
Thanks public for private 

mercies p. 116, 118. 
Thanksgiving h. 162, 228, 

242. 
Thirsty souls invited to 

Christ h. 428. 
Threatenings and promises p. 

81. 
Throne of grace h. 158. 
Thunder and storm p. 29, 

135, 136, 148. 
Time, short h. 271, 377. 
Right improvement of it 

h. 272, 377. 
Times evil p. 11, 12. 
Tongue governed p. 34, 39. 
Trinity, a song to the h. 

456. 
Trouble, men born to h. 

329. 
Trumpet of the Jubilee h. 

219, 438. 
Trust in the creature vain p. 

62, 146. 
In God desired h. 293. 
U. 
Unbelief and envy cured p. 

37. 
Punished p. 95. 
Unbelieving fear banished h. 

430, 475, . ii. 77, 270. 



Unchangeable God p. 89, 

111. h. 466. 
Unconverted, death terrible 

to the h. 40, 469. 
Unfruitfulness h. 188, 236. 
Unity and love among chris- 
tians of every name h. 
398. 
Unsanctified affections h. 
188. 

V. 
Vanity of man as mortal p. 
39, 89, 144. 
Of life and riches p. 49. 
Vengeance and compassion 
p. 68. 
Against the enemies of the 
church p. 76, 149. 
Victory over death h. 12. 
And deliverance from per- 
secution p. 53. 
God gives it p. 124. 
Vineyard of God wasted p. 

80. 
Vision of Christ's kingdom 

among men h. 15. 
Vows paid in the church p. 
116. 
Of holiness p. 119, part 
15th. 

W. 
Walk close with God h. 

227. 
Wandering affections h. 39. 
War, prayer in the time of p. 
20, 60. h. 401. 
Distress of p. 79. 
Disappointments in it p. 

60. 
And victory p. 18. 
Spiritual p. 18, 144, 
270. # 
Warfam* spiritual p. 143. 



Warning to delaying sinners 

p. 95. 
Warnings of God to his peo- 
ple p. 81. 
Watch, ministers do for souls 

12. 496. 
Watchfulness p. 19, 141. 
Over the tongue p. 39. 
Waywardness our, known to 

God h. 495. 
Weak saints encouraged h 

254. 
Weary souls invited to Christ 

h. 62, 333. 
Weather p. 65,107, 135, 147, 

148. 
Wicked, their final sentence 
and misery h. 449. 
Their disappointment p. 
52. 
Wickedness of men p. 14, 

36, 51. 
Winter h. 459. 

And summer p. 147. 
Wisdom of God unerring h. 
477. 
In Christ crucified h. 195. 
And equity of Providence 

p. 9. 
Of God in his works p. 
111. 
Witnessing and sealing of 

the spirit h. 76. 
Word of God refreshing to 
his people h. 287, 375. 
Works of creation and provi- 
dence p. 104, 147, 148. 
h. 440. 
Of Moses and the Lamb 

h. 22. 
And grace p. 19, 33, 111, 

135, 136. 
Good, profit men, not God 
p. 16. 



INDEX. 647 

World, the temptations of 
the h. 152. 
A wilderness h. 364. 
Crucifixion to the, by the 
cross of Christ h. 194. 
The creation, preservation, 
dissolution, and restora- 
tion of h. 88. 
World's hatred, and saints' 

patience p. 37. 
Worship public p. 63, 84, 
122, 132. 
Its benefits h. 167, 346. 
Commencement of h. 201, 
300,301,302,303,352, 
357,358,389,391,461, 
493, 497. 
Excellence of h. 346, 347. 
Pleasure of p. 84. h. 346, 

347. 
Prayer for the presence of 
God in itH. 274, 301, 
302, 303, 348, 349, 352, 
357. 
Opening a place for h. 201, 
235, 357, 358, 379. 
Worship and order of the 
gospel p. 48. 
Delight in it p. 84. h. 89, 

90, 91. 
With reverence p. 89, 99. 
Daily p. 55, 134, 141. 
In a family p. 133. 
Absence from it p. 63. 
Wrath and mercy from the 
judgment seat p. 9. 
Y. 
Year, God's goodness in the 
seasons of the p. 147, 
359. 
Yoke of Christ easy h. 62. 
Youth, advice to h. 40, 
259. 
And judgment h. 39. 



648 INDEX. 

Invited to Christ h. 260. 
The best time to serve 

Christ h. 378. 
Prayer of a h. 492. 
Z. 
Zeal and prudence p. 39. 
And love h. 10. 
In the Christian race h. 21. 



For the gospel h. 48. 
For God h. 162. 
Zion, its citizens p. 15. 
Asking the way to 

304. 
Happiness and safety 

h. 458. 



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AFFLICTED saint, to Christ draw 
Again my tongue, thy silence break 
Ah wretched souls, who strive 
Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 
Alas ! by nature how deprav'd 
All hail ! the glorious morn 
All hail the power of Jesus' name 
Almighty Father, gracious Lord 
Almighty God, we cry to thee 
Almighty Maker, God 
Almighty sovereign of the skies 
All ye that love the Lord, rejoice 
Am I a soldier of the cross 
Amidst the cheerful bloom of youth 
Amidst thy wrath remember love 
Among th' assemblies of the great 
Among the princes, earthly gods 
And are we w T retches yet alive 
And is the gospel peace and love 
And is this life prolong'd to me 
And must this body die 
And now the scales have left my 
And will the God of grace 
And will the great eternal God 
And will the Judge descend 
And will the Lord thus condescend 
And will th' offended God again 
Another six days' work is done 
Are all the foes of Zion fools 
Arise, in all thy glory, Lord 
Arise, my soul, my joyful powers 
Ascend thy throne, almighty King 
As new born babes desire the breast 
At thy command, our dearest Lord 
Awake and sing the song 
Awake, awake, the sacred song 
31 



427 


Fawcett. 


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Watts. 


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Steele. 


323 


Waits. 


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528 


Peacock. 


535 


Duncan. 


554 


Steele. 


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Beddome. 


585 


Watts. 


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265 


Watts. 


440 


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505 Beddome. 


59 


Watts. 


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it 


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a 


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a 


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Steele. 


441 


Watts. 


372 


it 


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u 


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556 


u 


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Steele. 


476 


Stennett. 


408 


u 


87 


Watts. 


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Slinn. 


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Watts. 


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316 


Watts. 


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399 Hammond. 


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Awake my heart, arise my tongue 
Awake my soul to sound his praise 
Awake my soul in joyful lays 
Awake our drowsy souls 
Awake our souls, away our fears 
Awake sweet gratitude, and sing 
Awake ye saints, to praise your K. 
Away from every mortal care 
Away my unbelieving fear 

Backward with humble shame we 
Before the great Jehovah's bar 
Before Jehovah's awful throne 
Begin my soul, th' exalted lay 
Begin my tongue, some heavenly 
Begone unbelief, my Saviour is near 
Behold how sinners disagree 
Behold, O God, what cruel foes 
Behold, the blind their sight receive 
Behold th' expected time draw near 
Behold the lofty sky 
Behold the love, the generous love 
Behold the morning sun 
Behold the sin atoning Lamb 
Behold the stately cedars stand 
Behold the sure foundation stone 
Behold thy waiting servant, Lord 
Behold us, Lord, and let our cry 
Behold what condescending love 
Behold what matchless tender love 
Behold what wondrous grace 
Beset with snares on every hand 
Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth 
Bless, O my soul, the living God 
Blest are the humble souls that see 
Blest are the sons of peace 
Blest are the souls who hear and 
Blest are the undehTd in heart 
Blest be the everlasting God 
Blest be the tie that binds 
Blest is the man, for ever blest 
Blest is the man whose heart can 
Blest is the man who shuns the place 
Blest Jesus, source of grace divine 



280 


Watts. 


186 


u 


578 


Medley. 


575 


Scott. 


285 


Watts. 


508 


Toplady. 


234 


Watts. 


376 


u 


541 


Wesley. 


288 


Watts. 


453 




166 


Watts. 


260 


u 


354 


it 


576 Newton. 


310 


Watts. 


129 


a 


380 


u 


462 


Voke. 


29 


Watts. 


53 


u 


30 


u 


467 FawcetL 


111 


Watts. 


201 


u 


210 


u 


87 


u 


512 *Fawcett. 


511 


Peacock. 


290 


Watts. 


423 


Doddridge. 


433 


Cowper. 


171 


Watts. 


300 


u 


232 


« 


144 


u 


203 


a 


281 


a 


416 


Fawcett. 


49 


Watts. 


65 


a 


5 


u 


475 


Doddridge. 



532 


a 


354 


Watts. 


407 


Toplady, 


468 




586 Newton 


450 




386 


Watts. 


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Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts 533 Heginbothom. 

Blest Jesus, when thy cross I view 

Blest morning, whose first dawning 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow 

Boundless glory Lord be thine 

Brethren beloved for Jesus' sake 

Bright as the sun's meridian blaze 

Broad is the road that leads to death 

Buried in shadows of the night 

By Babel's stream the captives sate 

Children in years and knowledge 52 

Christ and his cross is all our theme 307 

Come, all harmonious tongues 361 

Come dearest Lord who reign'st above 516 

Come every pious heart 

Come Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 

Come gracious Lord, descend and 

Come gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 

Come happy souls, approach your G. 

Come hither all ye weary souls 

Come Holy Spirit, calm my mind 

Come Holy Spirit, come 

Come Holy Spirit, from above 

Come humble sinner, in whose breast 

Come Jesus, heavenly teacher, come 

Come let our hearts and voices join 

Come let our voices join to raise 

Come let us join our cheerful songs 

Come let us join our friends above 

Come let us lift our joyful eyes 

Come let us lift our voices high 

Come Lord, and warm each languid 

Come sacred Spirit from above 

Come Saviour Jesus from above 

Come, sound his praise abroad 

Come thou almighty King 

Come thou desire of all thy saints 

Come thou fount of every blessing 

Come thou long expected Jesus 

Come thou soul transforming Spirit 

Come weary souls with sins distressed 

Come we that love the Lord 

Come ye that love the Saviour's name 



546 


Stennett. 


409 




312 


Watts. 


424 Browne. 


368 


Watts. 


309 


u 


405 




404 


Hart. 


336 


Watts. 


558 Jones. 


499 


Beddome. 


595 




159 


Watts. 


289 


cc 


611 


Sivain* 


371 


Watts. 


395 


cc 


460 


Steele. 


458 
423 
159 


Doddridge, 

Byrom. 

Watts. 


562 




491 


Steele. 


411 


Robinson. 


563 




578 
479 


Rippon. 
Steele. 


333 


Watts. 


466 


Steele. 



652 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Come ye who know the Saviour's 
Consider all my sorrows, Lord 
Could I so false and faithless prove 

Daughter of Zion, from the dust 
Dear Lord, and shall thy spirit rest 
Dear Lord, thy word of truth affords 
Dear refuge of my weary soul 
Dear Saviour, when my thoughts 
Dear Shepherd of thy people hear 
Dearest of all the names above 
Death cannot make our souls afraid 
Death may dissolve my body now 
Death ! 'tis a melancholy day 
Deep are the wounds which sin has 
Deep in our hearts let us record 
Deep in the dust before thy throne 
Descend from heaven, immortal Dove 
Dismiss us with thy blessing Lord 
Do flesh and nature dread to die 
Dread Sovereign, let my evening 

Early, my God, without delay 
Earth has engrossed my love 
Enslaved by sin and bound in chains 
En wrapt in thickest shades of night 
Ere the blue heavens were stretch'd 
Eternal source of every good 
Eternal source of every joy 
Eternal source of light and grace 
Eternal Spirit, source of light 
Eternal Spirit, we confess 
Eternity is just at hand 
Exalt the Lord our God 

Faith adds new charms to earthly 
Far as thy name is known 
Farewell ye transitory things 
Far from my thoughts vain world 
Far from these narrow scenes of 
Far from the utmost verge of day 
Father, behold with gracious eyes 
Father, I bless thy gentle hand 
Father, I long, I faint to see 



580 
213 


Medley. 
Watts. 


243 


a 


437 
476 


Montgomery. 
Steele. 


504 Beddome. 


483 


Steele. 


484 


u 


494 Newton. 


383 


Watts. 


343 


u 


282 


u 


344 


u 


470 


Steele. 


112 


Watts. 


307 


u 


330 


a 


508 Hart. 


439 


Watts. 


322 


u 


96 


u 


615 


u 


473 


Steele. 


503 Beddome. 


271 


Watts. 


506 


Beddome. 


442 
560 


Doddridge. 


551 


Dames. 


379 


Watts. 


516 


Steele. 


165 


Watts. 


487 


Turner. 


74 


Watts. 


501 


Beddome. 


327 


Watts. 


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Steele 


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Brown. 


588 




215 


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Father, I sing thy wond'rous grace 

Father of all, whose love profound 

Father of mercies, God of love 

Father of mercies, in thy word 

Father of peace and God of love 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 

Firm and unmoved are they 

Firm as the earth thy gospel stands 

Firm was my health, my day was 

Fools in their hearts believe and say 

For ever blessed be the Lord 

For ever shall my song record 

Forgiveness ! 'tis a joyful sound 

Fountain of mercy God of love 

From age to age exalt his name 

From all that dwell below the skies 

From deep distress and troubled 

From foes that round us rise 

From Greenland's icy mountains 

From thee, my God, my joys shall rise 356 

Gentiles by nature, we belong 
Give me the wings of faith to rise 
Give thanks to God, he reigns above 
Give thanks to God, invoke his name 
Give thanks to God, most high 
Give thanks to God, the Sovereign 
Give to our God immortal praise 
Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame 
Glorious things of thee are spoken 
Glory to God on high 
God counts the sorrows of his saints 
God from his cloudy cistern pours 
God in his earthly temple lays 
God, in the gospel of his Son 
God is a Spirit, just and wise 
God is the refuge of his saints 
God moves in a mysterious way 
God, my supporter and my hope 
God of eternal love 
God of my childhood, and my youth 
God of my life, look gently down 
God of my mercy and my praise 
God of the morning, at whose voice 
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111 


Watts. 


591 




500 


Beddome. 


431 


Steele. 


404 


Doddridge* 


414 


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313 


u 


46 


u 


22 


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249 


a 


142 


Watts, 


473 


Gibbons. 


434 




184 


Watts. 


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228 


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462 Heber. 


356 


Watts. 


305 


Watts. 


382 


a 


183 


u 


179 


a 


236 


u 


235 


a 


239 


u 


45 


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563 


Newton. 


569 




90 


Watts. 


177 


u 


139 


u 


430 Beddome. 


312 


Watts. 


71 


u 


397 


Cowper. 


117 


Watts. 


182 


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115 


u 


61 


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188 


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292 


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God of the passing year, to thee 
God of our life i thy various praise 
God, who in various methods told 
Good is the Lord, the heavenly king 
Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord 
Grace ! 'tis a charming sound 
Gracious Spirit, Love divine 
Grant, Lord, I may delight in thee 
Great God, attend to my complaint 
Great God, attend while Zion sings 
Great God, before thy mercy seat 
Great God how infinite art thou 
Great God, how oft did Israel prove 
Great God, indulge my humble claim 
Great God, let all my tuneful 
Great God, now condescend 
Great God of glory, show thy face 
Great God of providence ! thy ways 
Great God, the heaven's well ordered 
Great God, the nations of the earth 
Great God, thy everlasting praise 
Great God, we sing thy mighty hand 
Great God, we view thy chastening 
Great God, whose universal sway 
Great is the Lord, exalted high 
Great is the Lord ; his works of might 
Great is the Lord our God 
Great light of life, thou nature's Lord 
Great Lord of all thy churches hear 
Great Saviour, who didst condescend 
Great Shepherd of thine Israel 
Great was the day, the joy was great 
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 



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287 Watts. 

103 

309 " 

406 Doddridge. 

537 Stoclcer. 

456 Ryland. 

99 Watts. 
134 

500 Beddome. 
352 Watts. 
128 " 

97 " 
445 Heginbothom. 
490 
583 
464 Beddome. 

32 Watts. 
406 Gibbons. 
557 

565 Rippon. 
577 

116 Watts. 
233 " 
191 

73 " 
510 Hoskins. 
514 Kingsbury. 
491 

130 Watts. 
383 
396 Oliver. 



Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews 311 

Had not the God of truth and love 221 

Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine 551 

Hail ! my ever blessed Jesus 598 

Hail to the Prince of life and peace 465 

Hail, thou once despised Jesus 508 

Happy is he that fears the Lord 192 

Happy the church, thou sacred place 350 

Happy the city where their sons 250 

Happy the heart where graces reign 338 



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Happy the man whose cautious feet 

Happy soul, thy days are ended 

Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound 350 

Hark the glad sound, the Saviour 

Hark the herald angels say 

Hark, the solemn trumpet sounding 

Hark the voice of love and mercy 

Hasten, O sinner, to be wise 

Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face 

Hear what the Lord in vision said 

Hear what the voice from heaven 

He comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe 416 

He dies, the friend of sinners dies 400 

Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail 20 

Here at thy cross, incarnate God 321 

Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet 

He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns 162 

He that hath made his refuge God 

High in the heavens, eternal God 

High in yonder realms of light 

Hosanna to the Prince of light 

Hosanna, with a cheerful sound 

How awful is thy chastening rod 

How beauteous are their feet 

How blest the righteous when he dies 425 

How can I sink with such a prop 

How charming is the place 

How condescending and how kind 

How did my heart rejoice to hear 

How glorious in the sacred place 

How great, how terrible, that God 

How happy they who know the Lord 

How heavy is the night 

How large the promise, how divine 

How long, eternal God, how long 

How long wilt thou conceal thy face 

How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 

How oft have sin and Satan strove 

How pleasant, how divinely fair 

How pleased and blest was I 

How precious is the book divine 

How shall the young secure their 

How short and hasty is our life 

How strong thine arm is, mighty God 



655 



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Watts. 


533 


Wesley. 


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609 




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373 


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488 


Stennett. 


390 


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Davies. 


587 




298 


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205 


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656 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

How sweet and awful is the place 
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
How vain are all things here below 

If God succeed not, all the cost 

If God to build the house deny 

I lift my^oul to God 

I'll bless the Lord from day to day 

I'll praise my Maker with my breath 

I'll speak the honours of my king 

I love the Lord, he heard my cries 

I love the volumes of thy word 

1 love thy kingdom, Lord 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 

In all my vast concerns with thee 

In anger, Lord, do not chastise 

Indulgent God, to thee we pray 

In every trouble, sharp and strong 

Infinite excellence is thine 

Infinite grief, amazing woe 

In God's own house pronounce his 

In Judah God of old was known 

Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way 

In sweet, exalted strains 

In the sun, and moon, and stars 

In thine own ways, O God of love 

In thy great name, O Lord, we come 

In vain we lavish out our lives 

I send the joys of earth away 

I sing my Saviour's wondrous death 

I sing th' almighty power of God 

Is there ambition in my heart 

Is this the kind return 

It is the Lord, our Saviour's hand 

I waited patient for the Lord 

I will extol thee Lord on high 

Jehovah reigns, he dwells in light 
Jehovah reigns, enthroned on high 
Jehovah's tribes from bondage freed 
Jerusalem ! my happy home 
Jesus, and shall it ever be 
Jesus ! delightful, charming name 
Jesus full of all compassion 



398 Watts. 


398 Newton. 


342 Watts. 


225 Watts. 


225 


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414 Coombes. 


535 Fawcett. 


365 Watts. 


266 " 


123 " 


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494 Francis. 


612 Heber. 


283 Watts. 


460 Hoskins. 


275 Watts. 


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498 Beddome. 


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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory 

Jesus how bright his glory shines 

Jesus, I love thy charming name 

Jesus is gone above the skies 

Jesus, let thy pitying eye 

Jesus, lover of my soul 

Jesus, my great high priest 

Jesus my Lord my soul's delight 

Jesus, my Saviour bind me fast 

Jesus, my Saviour let me be 

Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 

Jesus, thou art the living bread 

Jesus, with all thy saints above 

Join all the glorious names 

Join all who love the Saviour's name 

Join every tongue to praise the Lord 

Joj to the world, the Lord is come 

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause 67 

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways 42 

Judges who rule the world by laws 92 

Just are thy ways, and true thy word 28 



Laden with guilt and full of fears 
Let all the earth-born race 
Let all the earth their voices raise 
Let all the heathen writers join 
Let children hear the mighty deeds 
Let earth, with every isle and sea 
Let earth and ocean know 
Let every creature join 
Let every mortal ear attend 
Let every tongue thy goodness speak 
Let God arise in all his might 
Let me but hear my Saviour say 
Let others boast how strong they be 
Let party names no more 
Let sinners take their course 
Let them neglect thy glory Lord 
Let the whole race of creatures lie 
Let Zion and her sons rejoice 
Let Zion in her King rejoice 
Let Zion praise the mighty God 
Let Zion's watchmen all awake 



657 



402 




581 
450 
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Watts. 


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658 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Life and immortal joys are given 377 Watts. 

Life is the time to serve the Lord 295 " 

Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly 338 " 

Like sheep we went astray 315 " 

Lo, he comes with clouds descending 415 Oliver. 

Lo, I behold the scattering shades 

Long as I live, I'll bless thy name 

Long have I sat beneath the sound 

Look down, O Lord, with pitying 

Lord dismiss us with thy blessing 

Lord, hear my voice, my prayer attend 

Lord, how secure and blest are they 

Lord, how secure my conscience was 

Lord, how shall wretched sinners 

Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove 

Lord, I am thine, entirely thine 

Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin 

Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes 

Lord, I esteem thy judgments right 

Lord, if thine eye survey our faults 

Lord, I have made thy word my 

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 

Lord, in the temples of thy grace 

Lord, I will bless thee all my days 

Lord, I would spread my sore distress 

Lord of every land and nation 

Lord of hosts, how lovely fair 

Lord of the worlds above 

Lord, thou hast called thy grace to 

Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry 

Lord, thou hast planted with thy 

Lord, thou hast scourged our guilty 

Lord, thou hast searched and seen me 

Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere 

Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 

Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 

Lord, we adore thy vast designs 

Lord, we come before thee now 

Lord, we confess our numerous faults 

Lord, we have heard thy works of old 

Lord, what a feeble piece 

Lord, what a heaven of saving grace 

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch 

Lord, what a wretched land is this 



571 




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586 

567 

[ 95 


Doddridge. 

Rippon. 

Watts. 


347 


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522 


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82 


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149 


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208 


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84 


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488 


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136 


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138 


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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 659 

Lord, what is man, poor feeble man 249 Watts. 

Lord, what is man that he should 447 Roioe. 

Lord, what was man, when made at 16 Watts. 

Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er 245 " 

Lord, when my thoughts with wonder 320 " 

Lord, when our raptured thought 553 Steele. 

Lord, when thy vine in Canaan grew 131 Watts. 

Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 107 " 

386 " 

402 Scott. 

262 " 

547 Whitfield. 

203 Watts. 
280 " 

231 " 



Lo, the destroying angel flies 
Lo, the stone is rolled away 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 
Love divine, all love excelling 
Lo ! what a glorious corner stone 
Lo, what a glorious sight appears 
Lo ! what an entertaining sight 

Maker and sovereign Lord 7 " 

Mercy and judgment are my song 167 " 

Mighty Redeemer ! set me free 378 

Mine eyes and my desire 42 Watts. 

Mistaken souls that dream of heaven 314 " 

Monarchs of wide command 265 " 

Mortals awake, with angels join 555 Medley. 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord 381 Watts. 

My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so 330 " 

My God, accept my early vows 246 " 

My God, assist me while I raise 471 Doddridge. 

My God, consider my distress 211 Watts. 

My God, how endless is thy love 293 " 

My God, how many are my fears 9 " 

My God, in whom are all the springs 91 " 

My God, my everlasting hope 113 " 

My God, my King, thy various praise 250 " 

My God, my life, my love 364 u 

My God, my portion, and my love 364 " 

My God, permit me not to be 376 " 

My God, permit my tongue 98 " 

My God ! the spring of all my joys 346 " 

My God, the steps of pious men 58 " 

My God, thy long delay to save 248 " 

My God, what gentle cords are thine 486 Doddridge. 

My God, what inward grief I feel . 244 Watts. 

My heart, alas ! how hard it is 366 

My heart rejoices in thy name 47 Watts. 



660 



TABLE OP FIRST LINES. 



My never ceasing song shall show 
My refuge is the God of love 
My righteous Judge, my gracious God 
My Saviour, my almighty friend 
My Shepherd is the living Lord 
My Shepherd will supply my need 
My soul, come, meditate the day 
My soul, how lovely is the place 
My soul lies cleaving to the dust 
My soul repeat his praise 
My spirit looks to God alone 
My spirit sinks within me, Lord 
My soul, thy great Creator praise 
My thoughts on awful subjects roll 
My thoughts surmount these lower 
My times of sorrow and of joy 
My trust is in my heavenly friend 

Naked as from the earth we came 
Nature with open volume stands 
No, I shall envy them no more 
No more my God, I boast no more 
Nor eye has seen, nor ear has heard 
No sleep nor slumber to his eyes 
Not all the blood of beasts 
Not all the outward forms on earth 
Not by the laws of innocence 
Not from the dust affliction grows 
Not the malicious or profane' 
Not to condemn the sons of men 
Not to the terrors of the Lord 
Not to our names thou only just and 
Not to ourselves, who are but dust 
Not with our mortal eyes 
Now begin the heavenly theme 
Now be my heart inspired to sing 
Now for a tune of lofty praise 
Now from the roaring lion's rage 
Now gracious Lord, thine arm reveal 
Now in the heat of youthful blood 
Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
Now let our lips, with holy fear 
Now let our mournful songs record 
Now let our mourning hearts revive 



143 


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Watts. 


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Doddridge 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Now let our souls on wings sublime 
Now let the Lord my Saviour smile 
Now let us raise our cheerful strains 
Now may the God of power and grace 
Now shall my inward joys arise 
Now shall my solemn vows be paid 
Now to the Lord, a noble song 
Now to the Lord that makes us know 
Now to the power of God supreme 
Now while the gospel net is cast 

O all ye nations, praise the Lord 
O bless the Lord, my soul 
O blessed souls are they 
O could our thoughts and wishes fly 
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 
Of all the joys we mortals know 
Of justice and of grace I sing 
O for a closer walk with God 
O for a glance of heavenly day 
O for an overcoming faith 
O for a heart to praise my God 
O for a shout of sacred joy 
O for a sweet inspiring ray 
O God, my refuge, hear my cries 
O God of Bethel ! by whose hand 
O God of grace and righteousness 
O God of mercy hear my call 
O God ! to whom revenge belongs 
O happy man whose soul is filled 
O how I love thy holy law 
O how I love thy holy word 
O Lord, how many are my foes 
O Lord I would delight in thee 
O Lord, my best desire fulfil 
O Lord, our God, arise 
O Lord, our heavenly king 
O Lord our languid souls inspire 
O might I once mount up and see 
Once more, my soul, the rising day 
One there is above all others 
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 
On Sion, his most holy mount 
Opprest with fear, opprest with grief 
3k 



661 



482 


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343 


Watts. 


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524 Newton. 


199 


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408 


P. Williams. 


541 


Watts. 


168 


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412 

428 


Cowper. 
Hart. 


279 


Watts. 


589 

72 


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Watts. 


478 


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418 
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Watts. 


185 






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492 


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340 


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517 


Stenneit. 


514 


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662 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

O spirit of the living God 436 Montgomery. 

O Sun of righteousness, arise 459 

O Sun of righteousness divine 457 

O that the Lord would guide my ways 210 Watts. 

O that thy statutes every hour 213 " 

O the delights, the heavenly joys 363 " 

O thou before whose gracious throne 425 

O thou eternal glorious Lord 534 Medley. 

O thou my light, my life, my joy 422 

O thou that hearest the prayer of 511 Toplady. 

O thou that hear'st when sinners cry 83 Watts. 

O thou to whose all-searching sight 419 

O thou whose grace and justice reign 221 Watts. 



O thou whose hand the kingdom 
O thou whose justice reigns on high 
O thou whose tender mercy hears 
Our days alas ! our mortal days 
Our God ! how firm his promise 
Our God, our help in ages past 
Our journey is a thorny maze 
Our land, O Lord, with songs of 
Our life is ever on the wing 
Our Lord's ascended high 
Our sins, alas ! how strong they be 
Out of the deeps of long distress 
O what a stiff rebellious house 
O where shall rest be found 

Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 
People of the living God 
Permit me, Lord, to seek thy face 
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 
Praise, everlasting praise be paid 
Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 
Praise ye the Lord, all nature join 
Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall 
Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise 
Prepare a thankful song 
Prepare me, gracious God 
Preserve me, Lord, in time of need 
Prisoners of sin and satan 
Protect us, Lord, from fatal harm 



112 

90 " 
485 Steele. 
339 Watts. 
339 " 
148 " 
345 " 

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348 Watts: 
8 £ 

362 " 
227 " 
127 " 
608 Montgomery. 

584 Doddridge. 
610 Montgomery. 
420 Steele. 
359 Watts. 

349 " 
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267 " 
233 " 
253 " 
255 " 
584 Newton 
All 

25 Watts, 
606 Hoskins. 
245 Watts. 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 663 

Quickly my days have passed away 505 Beddome. 



Raise thee, my soul, fly up, and run 
Raise your triumphant songs 
Rejoice, the Lord is king 
Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord 
Religion is the chief concern 
Remember, Lord, our mortal state 
Retire, vain world awhile retire 
Return, my roving heart, return 
Return, O God of love, return 
Rise, glorious Sun, supremely bright 
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 
Rock of ages, shelter me 

Safely through another week 
Saints, at your heavenly Father's 
Salvation, O the joyful sound 
Salvation is for ever nigh 
Save me, O God, the swelling floods 
Saviour visit thy plantation 
Say, should we search the globe 
See, gracious God, before thy throne 
See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 
See the eternal Judge descending 
See what a living stone 
Shall man, O God of light and life 
Shepherd of Israel thou dost keep 
Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine 
Shout, for the great Redeemer reigns 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive 
Sing all ye nations to the Lord 
Sing to the Lord aloud 
Sing to the Lord, Jehovah's name 
Sing to the Lord, that built the skies 
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord 
Sin hath a thousand treacherous arts 
Sin, like a venomous disease 
Sinner, art thou still secure 
Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown 
Sinners, behold the Lamb of God 
Sinners, the voice of God regard 
Sinners, will you scorn the message 



335 


Watts. 


368 


tt 


601 
49 


Rippon. 
Watts. 


463 


Fawcett. 


146 


Watts. 


513 


a 


409 
150 


Doddridge. 
Watts. 


499 


Beddome. 


561 
470 


Whitefield. 
Toplady. 


526 


Newton. 


310 


Watts. 


363 


tt 


138 


u 


108 


a 


457 


Newton. 


566 




573 


Steele. 


410 
613 


Doddridge, 


202 


Watts. 


140 
493 
105 


Dwight. 

Doddridge. 

Watts. 


492 


Beddome. 


82 


Watts. 


103 


a 


131 


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158 


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325 


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160 


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384 


Doddridge. 
Watts. 


385 


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594 Newton. 


605 




509 Hoskins. 


428 


Fawcett. 


592 


Allen. 



664 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Sitting" round our Father's board 
So let our lips and lives express 
Songs of immortal praise belong 
Soon as I heard my Father say 
Sovereign grace hath power alone 
Sovereign of life, I own thy hand 
Sovereign of worlds, display thy 
Sprinkled with reconciling blood 
Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears 
Stern winter throws his icy chains 
Stoop down, my thoughts, that used 
Strait is the way, the door is strait 
Stretched on the bed of grief 
Stretched on the cross, the Saviour 
Sure the blest Comforter is nigh 
Sure there 's a righteous God 
Sweet is the memory of thy grace 
Sweet is the work, my God, my King 
Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly 
Sweet was the time, when first I felt 
Swell the anthem, raise the song 

Teach me the measure of my days 
That awful day will surely come 
Th' Almighty reigns exalted high 
The day of wrath, that dreadful day 
The earth for ever is the Lord's 
Thee we adore, eternal name 
Thee will 1 love, O Lord my strength 
The God Jehovah reigns 
The God of glory sends his summons 
The God of love will sure indulge 
The God of my salvation lives 
The God of our salvation hears 
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 
The hour of my departure 's come 
The King of saints, how fair his face 
The lands that long in darkness lay 
The law by Moses came 
The law commands. and makes us 
The Lord appears my helper now 
The Lord declares his will 
The Lord descended from above 
The Lord descending from above 



395 


Watts. 


311 


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190 


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cc 


593 Newton. 


573 
530 


Doddridge. 


487 Beddome. 


357 


Watts. 


564 


Steele. 


331 


Watts. 


387 


cc 


140 


it 


527 


Steele. 


455 


cc 


119 


Watts. 


251 


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153 


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549 Heginbotkom. 
560 Newton. 


570 




61 


Watts. 


370 


cc 


163 


cc 


613 


Scott. 


39 


Watts. 


347 


cc 


27 


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165 


cc 


80 


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526 


Scott. 


456 


Steele. 


100 


Watts. 


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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



665 



The Lord, how fearful is his name 
The Lord, how wondroi>s are his 
The Lord is come, the heavens 
The Lord Jehovah reigns 
The Lord, my Saviour, is my light 
The Lord my shepherd is 
The Lord of earth and sky 
The Lord of glory is my light 
The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns 
The Lord, the Judge, before his 
The Lord, the Judge, his churches 
The Lord, the sovereign King 
The man is ever blest 
The mighty frame of glorious grace 
The praise of Zion waits for thee 
The promise of my Father's love 
There is a fountain filled with blood 
There is a house not made with 
There is a land of pure delight 
There was an hour when Christ 
The righteous Lord supremely great 
The Saviour calls, let every ear 
The Saviour, O what endless charms 
The spacious firmament on high 
The Spirit breathes upon the word 
The true Messiah now appears 
The wonders, Lord thy love has 
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord we 
Think, mighty God, on feeble man 
This God is the God we adore 
This is the day the Lord hath made p. 
This is the day the Lord hath made h. 
This is the feast of heavenly wine 
This is the word of truth and love 
This spacious earth is all the Lord's 
This world's a dreary wilderness 
Thou art gone to the grave 
Thou art my portion, O my God 
Thou God of love, thou ever blest 
Though now the nations sit beneath 
Though trouble springs not from the 
Thou lovely source of true delight 
Thou whom my soul admires above 



438 

172 Watts. 
162 " 
156 " 
523 Steele. 

38 Watts. 

418 Wesley. 
43 Watts. 

155 " 

77 " 

79 " 

175 " 

6 " 

602 " 

99 « 
391 " 
536 Cowper. 
303 Watts. 
352 " 
276 " 
480 Doddridge 
540 Steele. 
397 " 

419 Addison. 
405 Cowper. 
325 Watts. 

64 " 
424 Doddridge 
147 Watts. 
570 Hart. 
201 Watts. 
435 Montgomery. 
444 Cowper. 
380 Watts. 

39 " 

498 Beddome. 

610 Heber. 

205 Watts. 

216 " 

461 

476 

411 Steele. 

291 Watts. 



3k2 



666 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



Thrice happy man who fears the 
Through all the changing scenes of 
Through all the downward tracts of 
Through every age, eternal God 
Thus far rny God hath led me on 
Thus far the Lord hath led me on 
Thus God, th' eternal Father, spake 
Thus I resolved before the Lord 
Thus saith the high and lofty One 
Thus saith the Lord, the spacious 
7'hus saith the Lord, your work is 
Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord 
Thy name, Almighty Lord 
Thy piercing eye, O God, surveys 
Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word 
Thy presence gracious God, afford 
Thy works of glory, mighty Lord 
'Tis by the faith of joys to come 
'Tis by thy strength the mountains 
'Tis faith supports my feeble soul 
'Tis finished ! so the Saviour cried 
To-day the Saviour rose 
Together with these symbols, Lord 
To God I cried with mournful voice 
To God I made my sorrows known 
To God my Saviour and my King 
To God, the great, the ever blest 
To God the only wise 
To heaven I lift my waiting eyes 
To Jesus our exalted Lord 
To our almighty Maker God 
To our Redeemer's glorious name 
To thee before the dawning light 
To thee, most high and holy God 
To thee, O God of truth and love 
To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries 
Trusting in Christ, go, heralds ! rear 
'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord 
'Twas on that dark, that doleful 
'Twas the commission of our Lord 

Unshaken as the sacred hill 

Up from my youth may Israel say 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes 
Up to the Lord that reigns on high 
Upward I lift mine eyes 

Vain are the hopes the sons of men 
Vast are thy works, almighty Lord 
Vital spark of heavenly flame 

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will 
We bless the Lord, the just, the good 
We bless the prophet of the Lord 
We give immortal praise 
Welcome sweet day of rest 
Well, the Redeemer's gone 
We sing the majesty of God 
What equal honours shall we bring 
What is our God, or what his name 
What scenes of horror and of dread 
What shall I render to my God 
What various hindrances we meet 
What various lovely characters 
When all thy mercies, O my God 
When any turn from Zion's way 
When blooming youth is snatched 
Whence do our mournful thoughts 
When Christ to judgment shall 
When darkness long has veiled my 
When death appears before my sight 
When gathering clouds around 
When God is nigh, my faith is strong 
When God restored our captive state 
When God revealed his gracious name 224 
When I can read my title clear 
When in the light of faith divine 
When Israel freed from Pharaoh's 
When I survey the wondrous cross 
When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay 
When languor and disease invade 
When musing sorrow weeps the past 
When on the cross my Saviour died 
When overwhelm'd with grief 
When pain and anguish seize me 
When Pharaoh dared to vex the 
When rising from the bed of death 



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668 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

When sins and fears prevailing rise 
When strangers stand and hear me 
When the first parents of our race 
When the great Judge, supreme and 
When thou, my righteous Judge 
Where high the heavenly temple 
Where is my God, does he retire 
Where shall the man be found 
Where shall we go to seek and find 
While life prolongs its precious light 
While men grow bold in wicked 
While on the verge of life I stand 
While shepherds watched their flocks 
While Sinai roars, and round the 
While through this changing world 
While with ceaseless course the sun 
Whilst thee I seek, protecting power 
Who can describe the joys that rise 
Who shall ascend thy heavenly place 
Who shall inhabit in thy hill 
W T ho shall the Lord's elect condemn 
Who will arise and plead my right 
Why did the nations join to slay 
Why does your face, ye humble souls 
Why do the proud insult the poor 
Why do the wealthy wicked boast 
Why doth the Lord depart so far 
Why doth the man of riches grow 
Why do we mourn departing friends 
Why droops my soul with grief 
Why is my heart so far from thee 
Why should I vex my soul, and fret 
Why should the children of a King 
Why should the haughty tyrant boast 
Why should the mighty make their 
Why should we start and fear to die 
Will God for ever cast us off 
With all my powers of heart and 
With earnest longings of the mind 
With humble heart and tongue 
Within thy house, O Lord, our God 
With joy we meditate the grace 
With my whole heart I'll raise my 
With my whole heart I've sought 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 

With pity Lord, our languor view 
With reverence let the saints appear 
With songs and honours sounding 
Would you behold the works of God 

Ye angels who stand round 

Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu 

Ye hearts with youthful vigour 

Ye holy souls in God rejoice 

Ye humble souls complain no more 

Ye living men the tomb survey 

Ye messengers of Christ 

Ye nations round the earth rejoice 

Ye servants of th' almighty King 

Ye sons of Adam, vain and young 

Ye sons of men a feeble race 

Ye sons of men with joy record 

Ye sons of pride that hate the just 

Yes, the Redeemer rose 

" Yet," saith the Lord, " if David's 

Ye that delight to serve the Lord 

Ye that obey th' immortal King 

Ye trembling souls dismiss your 

Ye tribes of Adam join 

Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor 

Your harps, ye trembling saints 



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